Hey

Hey.

How is it going, buddy?

I was just... Well, I'm leaning on the wall just hand's reach from you. I thought I might something since you're going to go to your aunt's house for Chinese New Year.

Remember when you first brought me home? You struggled to play Paul Gilbert's alternate picking patterns on me. You told me that this is the first time you're so happy about something you bought, unlike those clothes that you wear once and never wear them again. I like how you told me you didn't mind my colour being yellow, despite my inlay being red. You told me it reminds you of Racer X's colour. I was beaming with pride!

Remember the time you played "I Cannot Tell A Lie" and uploaded it to youtube only to take it down? I'm actually very proud of you. To achieve something you thought you never could do. To play all those songs you thought you could never play. You even had the nerve to tell me that you only learnt about the name of that box after years of playing it! The pentatonic box! That was ridiculous.. and still is, heheh.

OH OH, this image still lingers in my head every now and then. There were nights when you played me till you dozed off, on your bed. You'd be too lazy to let me lean against the wall again and have me lie on your bed instead. You did it with every one of your instruments though. I was jealous at first but it's alright.. cause you're my buddy.

Oh my, how time flies..

2 years have passed since then...

And I still reminisce those time..

You never really changed my strings. Only once. And it's almost 3 years now. You and I didn't mind though. You played with me through all that rust and dirt. But that was before my volume knob got spoiled. Before I was constantly going out of tune. That was before you picked up your old friend, the red Squier Strat.

I know you really want to get me all fixed and cleaned up. Give me a proper set up for the first time. You really want to, I can tell from your eyes. Gift me another set of PG endorsed DiMarzios. But you have no money to begin with. Furthermore, you want that Epiphone Dot so bad. More versatile, you say. Even though in your heart you know that it probably can't handle heavy metal.

But I forgive you, you told me you'll never throw me out. I am the one you learnt the most with. Hahah, I still remember you told me you only bought me because I have a reversed headstock.

It's still funny how crazy you are, being a Paul Gilbert fanboy.

I hope you keep to your promise of buying me all those new pickups, hardwares and finally cleaning me after these years when you get a job. I wanna play with you again so bad!

I love you.