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Originally posted by Optimist Prime
hey....should I try to look her up when I'm in oxford in fall 06 or is three and a half years a little random....maybe I will see her at a cafe in paris, or maybe I'll see her when I'm being knighted, or maybe I'll see her in Prauge with Andy, or maybe I'll see her at the roller rink.
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I could be random....but I had something happen like that. I met this girl named Danielle Ubanks at a surf camp when I was 15. She was tiny and had long bleach blonde hair. She ended up being from Clearwater, FL. I saw her again the following year at the surf camp and then 2 months later in August when I stayed in Clearwater for a week. After that I didnt see her again for 6 years. I was at a Guavaween in Tampa and out of the blue somebody yelled my name, it was her. I turned around and I still reckonized her. Only she got more hot. Her boobs filled out but she was still skinny as a rail. Found out she ended up graduating from UNC-Chapel Hill. We quit talking during my sophmore year, talking as in lost contact. She was that girl from the endless summer movies I will never forget. We ended up going to Fat Tuesday's to grab some drinks and let our friends chill. Thats where the shit went wrong. I ended up getting more drunk with her and when she gave me her cell number I accidently forgot to press save and deleted it without knowing it. It was kind of wierd seeing the different paths both of us had taken and the stuff we'd both did as well as seen in our time apart. For example, she had went on some type of safari in the Amazon for a month and I had lived in Sweden for 4 months. But it sucked, I go too drunk and forgot to save the damn number to call her the next day.
Oh well.