About two hours ago, I got off the phone with my highschool bestfriend. And its times like that I praise myself for getting a SUN cellular sim card which entitles me to 24/7 non-stop babbling.
Arcie and I have not seen each other for three years now. She lives in Quezon City and me here, on top of the mountain. The last time that we were together was May 2002, the year we bade highschool goodbye and tried to fought back the tears that came with it. We saw each other packing to leave for College-- me for SLU-Baguio and she for UP-Diliman. Being the unbreakable duo that we were in highschool, we planned to attend the same school (SLU) but due to uncontrollable circumstances, we parted ways. And since then, communication was limited to phone calls and texting.
College proved to be tough, and occassionally, we would get so busy to ring one another. Nevertheless, no Holiday went by without a greeting from her. I terribly miss her. And today after the phone call, I missed her even more.
Somewhere along the conversation, we traveled through memory lane. We were talking about old boyfriends and teachers, the thing we used to do back in highschool, and the people we laughed at back then and until now. Arcie is two years older than me, but I think she has better memory retention.
You see, what I really admire about bestfriends is that they are there to remind you of things that you forget from not being so reminded often. There are people you can't remember who, but your bestfriend will probably think of all the adjectives in the world to describe that person. Yung maputi! Yung kapatid ni ganito.. Yung gwapo! Yung payat! The one with the nice smile.. Yung crush na crush mo dati.. Yung magaling sa sepak!........... Ano, naalala mo na? And then suddenly, you remember.
Arcie is the link back to my past. The past which I chose to forget because of unbearable mishaps and experiences. But somehow, travelling back through time is different with her. I do not cry, I don't pout, and I don't become sad. Instead, I smile and laugh as vivid images run in my brain. Although the picture is pretty much like in a Photoshop motion blur, I can see clearly. The irony of it is amazing, and so are bestfriends.
Arcie will and forever be my Shamu. No matter how many other bestfriends will come, she would always stand-out. The girl who I spent the most delicate times of my life will be a part of me to infinity and beyond. =)