Trouble in The Office

Letters from Bangkok

Dear C --

It's been ages, but I can still remember your birthday without fail. It's as if I'm on auto, and Sept 17ths makes my memory jerk like a seizure. You can probably brag to anyone that even to a woman, you have this effect on people, the kind that makes them want to linger, and wait, and see if there's something coming up.

Happy Birthday.
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Dear K --

Belated Happy Birthday! Like I said, I never thought we'd be friends this long. God knows how opposite we are in clothing, size, upbringing, type of music, tastes in men (yours exist, mine doesn't) ... thank heavens we agree on books.

I'll see when I get back. Then let's get on with the party...
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Dear M --

Somebody told me you've got issues. With me, of all people. This is something you don't want to drag to your wedding day.

My door's open, we can talk about it.
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Dear J --

Did I ever thank you for letting me in on the Spec Fic secret? :-)

Thanks. Thanks. Thanks.

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Dear O --

No words can describe how envious I am.

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Dear A (or D)--

I've just realized that you have a girl in every city - KL, Bangkok, and Makati.

It doesn't make me feel special anymore.
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Dear Y --

Isn't your birthday every 2nd of Sept? Where are you, girl? Has America been good to you? I've been desperately searching contacts -- addresses, digits, email. But it looks like you've opted to dissolve into your new space, and live like we never existed.

Miss you.
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Dear C --

Your birthday falls 2 days after the first C. And like Y, you've poofed into thin air. I remember your long black hair and how you've kept the length and shine. We theorized that it could only come from roots of your hair sucking all the protein from your body. Thus the very thin and fragile frame you can't seem to add weight to.

Advanced Happy Birthday.
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Dear R --

I wish there was a way I can correct your impression of me.
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Dear G --

You know how lost I am. Please don't let me die on the plane. Or, please don't let me die just yet. I want to go back home and be more responsible, and feel what it is to be fulfilled, stronger, selfless, dutiful.

I have lessons to learn and I haven't done my homework. Please send me a teacher.
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posted by Elyss @ 10:46 PM