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For the few of us who like getting in touch with people from our past, most recent or otherwise, we can thank Friendster for somehow bridging the gap. But not only does it do a great job in reuniting us with old flings and friends, it also is the harbinger of news—good or bad they may be.

Today, as I was scanning through the roster of friends who updated their account, I came across this person who introduced me to Mr. A…

I just found out that A is getting married soon. Now who’s A by the way???

I think it was in 2000 or 2001 when LNDJ met sister D. D was great. And she would tirelessly burn the phonelines just to get through and speak to me. At first, she went under a different name and pretended that she knew some guy who has a huge crush on Miss Late-night DJ. That was Mr. A… A wooed LNDJ with all his “cuteness” and might… LNDJ was friendly enough to accept whatever, but does not expect anything to really prosper. A continued to be sweet, even in his intoxication. Yes, he would call LNDJ even if he’s dead drunk. At one point, even proposing to her. Ofcourse LNDJ was more than that. He was a handsome younger man. Something that LNDJ would want but has accepted will never have. Looking back, LNDJ does not regret having to pass up on whatever was growing. She has serious issues and self-image took up so much space in her heart and her mind.

A was a nice guy. Good demeanor and all … not to mention, really good looking. This is the very thing that LNDJ was all too concerned about… His feelings for her were just too good to be true. So she held back, kept her distance and played cool.

Naturally, A got the message. I failed to mention A’s sensitivities are quite remarkable . So, there.. .the falling out led to forgetting. Something that was just already beyond LNDJ.

Today, LNDJ celebrates the joy of friendship with A; twas quite brief but nonetheless very meaningful. Something that will forever be in the books.

To A and your new wife… a blissful and happy life together. Til we meet again…