Day 2
May 31, 2012
Dear diary,
I was so excited upon using our camera. So what I did was play with it all day. I took photos which do not even make sense. This vacation is getting boring. How many more days will I be lying on this bed? I wanted to go to school.
While I was busy doing nothing, I received a text message from a friend. Her text includes the thing we called "plug". It is a text message that contains a phone number, the owner's name and a little description. It is like you are plugging someone. The person that was plugged happened to be an alumnus of our school. Due to my curious thoughts and boredom, I sent him a message. In a jiffy, he replied.
d^_^b
I searched him on Facebook after. His face was familiar. He has kinky eyes, white complexion, and has that hairstyle on trend - Mohawk, I guess. If my memory serves me right, we were playing in an arcade, and there is this guy, waiting for us to finish that game, who wears the same uniform as we do. He was my schoolmate, I dared. Back then I remembered him. He was the guy I often see at malls, in arcades, especially.
Small world.
-Aina
d^_^b
Play the song: Another world by The Vamps, to relate more. Haha
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