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I woke up early today and while I was looking for my wrist watch in my bedside, I caught a glimpse of the pictures posted in my bedpost. I gazed at it for sometime and forgot about my wristwatch. For a few minutes (or maybe hours, I don't know) I sat there, gazing at the pictures and think about the days they were taken.

As I was looking at the pictures, I realized I missed Cathy so much. I found myself grinning as I remembered the things we did in Pamplona and in Guihulngan. I looked at the pictures and I asked myself if those days will ever have a chance to be repeated again. Probably not.

I returned to my bed and lay down. I thought long and hard and I realized that none of the people I have now could ever match the kind of compatibility that Cathy, Noriel, Carla and I used to have. I think its this exact reason why the fun that we had before would never happen again even if I go back to those places now.

Having fun with them is different to having fun with my other friends. I miss Cathy and I hope she's fine. She's in Davao now... an ocean apart from us.