DadaDoll

I was going through things in my room, making notes of what to bring and what to box (as I will be leaving for Europe soon) when I bumped over several letters that were given to me years ago. Call me old school, but I have a thing for letters. Reading those silly, lovely, hilarious letters made me miss the days when pens and papers were the gods. I mean call me uptight, but if I get a text message saying: “ei wasSup?!” – I promise, you wouldn’t catch me replying to you unless i really need to.

We were in Cagayan then, attending a nationwide gathering of Youth for Christ. We were there as a band. We met a LOT of people and one of them was Myco. I was in high school and he was in college. It was just a week’s worth of hanging out. I don’t remember much of him actually, only that he is good looking and really smart (or maybe just naivety of my young age), but certainly this letter beats the text messages I’ve been getting recently.

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