I used to have a pretty good memory when I was little. I would ace all those silly subjects like biology and geography and history, where all I needed to do was to memorise the syllabus and bam – first in the grade. As time went on, my powers of remembering sonnets and the periodic table faded… and now, I need to write absolutely everything down in my note pad lest I forget. It wasn’t until recently that I realised just how bad my memory’s gotten.
I got a message from a guy on OkC. Actually, I messaged him first because he was quite cute in a dorky kind of way. He then added me on facebook and instagram… I thought it was a bit odd for a stranger to be so forward considering we hadn’t even exchanged phone numbers. About a week later, I got a Facebook message from him. That was when I noticed our chat history… from *wait for it* 2012!
Of course, the most alarming thing about all of this is I don’t know how many other meetings I’ve had with random internet guys that escaped my memory. Yikes… So perhaps this blog will be a life saver one day. In case I lose my marbles and have to revisit these pages to remind myself I’m still single and alone.