Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Unknown Childhood Friend
It was another day. Upon arriving at school, I came in contact with a girl. Somehow, we knew each other. But we didn't remember each other either. Apparently, I had met her overseas a long time ago when my dad was still in the army. She was a nice person, but a bit of a show-off. We spent most of the morning time reminiscing of our old school. The dream ended when it was time to go to class.