29. You can't count on people's memories.

I met a childhood friend I hadn't seen in a long time and we had a lot of fun talking about our high school days. But she had almost forgotten about those days. She then asked me how she was spending her high school years, so I told her what I could remember as best I could. Then she suddenly told me that there was someone she liked on the train in the morning. But it was someone I liked. In other words, she thought my memories were her memories! LOL