Do you have a "secret" place hiding your secret or personal stuff that you are not likely happy to share with others, not even your beloved/close ones? I have one, well sort of. It's not really a secretive secret. It is more of a drawer where I am keeping all my letters and stuff from friends. This is actually a post related with thoughts generated during my vacation at home. It was just that I needed some time to formulate the thought. Plus I was busy in adjusting my life back on track these few weeks here.
So back to the discussion of my “secret” place aka a drawer that is lockable. All this while, my little sis was the one keeping the key for me. It was a year ago that I last opened the drawer. I asked for the key one fine afternoon. The moment I opened the drawer, I saw this big stack/pile of letters addressed to me during my 5-year stay in Country B. This big yellow envelope caught my attention. I took it out and I found this annual magazine printed by a service club that I was actively involved during HS. I was the club’s secretary. That magazine was published for the year after I graduated from HS. There’s a letter accompanied with the magazine written by my successor. It was a full 2-3 page of letter, with her sharing a lot of different thoughts about her HS life, her successor-to-be and stuff in general.
Reading the letter just brought my memory back to the stressful but fun HS life and of course friends I knew at that time. There have been a few occasions when hearing/thinking/seeing certain things just filled me with nostalgia about HS. I have basically lost touch with most of my HS friends, other than my best friend and another close friend, whom I will email/call/meet up whenever, is possible. Sometimes I feel that I should have put in the effort in keeping in touch. I received hundreds of letters during my first year away from home, even from classmates whom I wasn’t close with. Then the number of letters received during my second year declined vastly for about 40% and from my 3rd year onwards, I only received letters exclusively from my best friend and my close friend. This is rather sad to say. I blamed myself for not putting the effort in this. Actually, maybe this is just the phenomenon; friends come and go all the time. Only a handful will remain and usually they are the ones who are close to us or I should say cherish the friendship a bit more.
I have absolutely no idea what my successor is doing now. I was very close to some of that batch of members in the service club. But unfortunately they are the different niché of HS mates who would be attending the HS reunion every year. So because of this reason, I don’t even get any second-hand or third-hand news about them. Maybe we’ve walked passed each other at some shopping mall or down the street yet we didn't recognize each other. Hey, it has been a good old 8-10 years now since we last saw each other. I suppose we've changed a lot appearance wise too. Anyhow, I wish them all the best and let’s hope to have a reunion with them one of these days.
PS: I found myself blushed with embarrassment early this morning reading my post written yesterday morning (Hakuna matata). Geez, I couldn’t really understand many of the lines there because it’s soooo badly written! Ughh! Tipsy posting!! Naw, just kidding, I never get drunk early in the morning. I was actually in a hurry to leave the house for a class and didn’t read what I typed. I hope this hasn’t chased my handful readers away. I can’t afford to lose any of you anymore. *sob*
♥ every page of my imagination
