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We were childhood friends waaaay back in Kindergarten. Her parents knew my parents, and that was how I got to know her for the first time.

We even travelled to Genting Highlands together in July 1991, along with her little brother.

During one particular day of the trip, we were even decked out in similar sailor outfits with red jackets. And on the first day of the trip, we both wore dresses. Plus, I could also remember vividly a certain incident where she got locked in the hotel room by accident, and I was standing outside wailing at the adults to help her get out.

Boy, fun times!

Then, we somehow lost touch. Although we were both still aware of each other’s existence.

Only today, 26th August 2008 – did I realize … that for my past three years in SMU, she and I were in the same course, taking the same modules and even shared classes together quite a few times.

Only that she knew that it was me and I didn’t – and she didn’t bring it up because she thought I’d forgotten.

Ohmygoodnessgolly.

How could I? HOW COULD I? How. Could. I?

Plus, I also discovered that we were in the same Secondary School for three years without realizing it. Maybe it was because we were in different levels. But still … how can one tide through four years of Secondary education without recognizing an old friend from there?

I seem to be walking through life in a daze, aren’t I?