Blast from the past.

Listening to: Guyz // Memories (how ironic)

I've been having so many blasts from the past lately, that it's not even funny.

Number one, I'm talking to Han Yi again after...2 years?

And number two, I've found all my old primary school mates again. All over the place. I didn't even know some of them were in Australia or Canada or wherever they're living now.

Why don't I ever know anything? Where have I been these past 5 years?

Under a rock, I suppose. A big, fat, gray rock.

Someone pinch me. I must be dreaming. Or, better yet. Slap me silly! I know you'd have fun doing that.