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Wednesday, November 12, 2003

This morning, on my way to class, I ran into an old friend from high school. On Lonsdale Street. Just... walking past. I was just wandering along and thought: "Hey, that chick having a smoke outside Hudsons looks at awful lot like Alicia. Heh."

And then that chick said: "Diana??" And it was Alicia.

Considering high school is six years and about 2500 kilometres away, I'm finding this kinda bizarre. (In a good way.) I mean, doing an internet search and finding me is one thing. (Heh.) Just randomly meeting up in a huge city three states away from whence you both came... that's like an act of god or something.

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