My kind of wonderful.

It's a season of catching up.

Met up with doris yesterday, tomorrow's dinner date with the poly mates, Thursday's the monthly meetup with the ex-colleagues, Friday's the night for my girls.

This guy I knew from way back in secondary school, we talked through the then very popular IRC chatroom. We clicked, we talked, but only in IRC but we both knew who the other was in real life. In reality, he and I were of different cliques, there was totally no way we could have crossed paths. It's the kind when friends would ask, "How on earth did you know him?".

As we moved on, we lost contact for quite a number of years. Caught up recently, how I do not remember. It's funny how gone one big round, and still end up talking to each other only online. I've bumped into him once while on my first date, but I didn't dare acknowledge cos I didn't think he'd remember me. Apparently, I've changed since secondary school.

Dropped him a message soon after, only to realise, he recognised me.

We still haven't met up or bumped into each other since then. Perhaps, soon.

It's really odd how things work out to be, when someone who's close, yet you really don't know the person, becomes your confidante, someone you'd message when you can't get to sleep.

It's odd how we could get back in contact, after totally losing contact for years.

It's odd, how things are meant to be.

Is there really truth, in friends forever, as we used to write in each other's autograph books?