Forget Me Not

For days now, one of my bestest friends, Dr. A, has been bugging me about the Silver yearbook. Honestly, I do not know how we are going to pull this one off. I am told that half of our batchmates are now living abroad, making followups a bit tricky. But then, this is the Internet age, and so I'm hoping that we can gmail our way through this project.

Last August, I opened a gmail account where our batchmates can send me their photos and stuff. August came and went followed by an incredibly hectic September. Before long, it was October, and that's when A started bugging me. Have our batchmates sent their photos? How many? Are the photos any good? I could not reply. For the life of me, I could not remember the magic password!! Mwahahaha Holy crap!! I have these people mailing me their photos and I could not access my inbox because I have forgotten the password!!

I did not want to message gmail to ask for a change of password. No! I told myself that surely I can remember one crappy password! Definitely! I just have to sit down and think about it. And so one furious morning, I listed down all the possible passwords I may have thought of, including favorite teachers and long-forgotten crushes. Nothing worked. I was doomed! So I did the next best thing, asked gmail to let me change the password.

No need to panic, guys! I got all your wonderful photographs and we're now processing everything! And for insurance, I told A the password--just so I have a backup in case I forget, again!

And while I'm looking at all these photographs, just a quick trip down memory lane...




I was so skinny back then. That's me in the yellow shirt mwahahahaha We're singing some Christmas song, I think.





Bivouac in Tanay; I don't remember sleeping because we always had those all-nighter kuwentuhan





When going to school was so much FUN!!!