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The Many Paths of Possibilities

Lately, I have been browsing Friendster during my free time. Looking for old friends and familiar faces in the midst of the ocean of faces. My high school friends, my secondary school friends, and even my elementary school friends. And of course, my friends (and ex-friends) in Canada. I am not proud to say it, but there are some people I could do without.

But there are others who I thought would be my close friends in the past. I knew them as girlfriends of my friend, friends of my brother, senior students who almost graduated, etc. I knew them briefly, hoping that we would develop a friendship. But communications stopped, and without knowing it, they are no longer a part of my life, neither I am a part of theirs.

To these people, I am a mere acquaintance now. I am not regretting my choices, but looking at the friendster pictures gives me a glimpse of what could've been. Have you ever felt like that?

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