It has been a while since I last contacted my high school friends. I thought about them for a while before I went to bed last night. So many details came into my mind - our timetable, our seats in class, what we normally eat during recess and the like.

“How’s everyone doing”, I asked myself. Do I know? Do I even bother? Of course I do bother, but to what extend?

What’s Angelin doing in Penang? Will she be going to AIMST, or UCSI? Is she still upset about her part-time job at the pharmacy? What about Joyce? Is she happy in UTAR? Has she found good friends? How’s Xin Ling doing in Intec? Is she still feeling homesick? Is she coping well with her studies? Is Michelle doing fine is Australia? Does she like the food, the people and the environment? How’s Yi Lyn in KDU? Is she still eating as much as before? When will I see her again? What about Audelia? How is her relationship with her college friends? Is she still that blur?

I couldn’t answer any of the questions. I realized, all this while I didn’t even put in any effort to keep in touch with them. Why? Was I too caught up with school work? No, I don’t have that much of school work to begin with. Was I afraid that I might be bothering them with casual phone calls? Maybe. When will be the best time to talk to them? I don’t know, either.

All these eventually come down to one conclusion: We think about one another, but we never tell. So long as I know they will always be there when I need them, and I know I will always be there for them all the same, I guess nothing else matters.