You Don’t Know Me, But I Know Your Mum
posted on Monday, August 27, 2007 @ 11:32 pm
It’s a crazy, strange and small world indeed.
Who knew when I left the UK forever 4 years ago, failed to write emails to keep in contact and subsequently lost all contact details, I’d still hear about somebody, sort of? Who knew when I joined comment exchange sites, I’d be assigned to comment on the blog of the daughter of my ex-violin teacher, who was really awesome? Who knew when I don’t even know the daughter personally and she’s grown so much over the years, I still recognised her right away, somehow?
Of course, of all my ex-violin teacher’s students, I wouldn’t expect her to remember me. Hmm, I wonder how I’d describe myself. The Chinese girl who refused to put her long dark hair behind her ears (still don’t), who wore too much eyeliner (still do), had massive hips and thighs (still do), never practised the violin (still don’t), used to be obsessed with dieting and exercises (wish I still do)… Maybe I should dig up her email and write something, hopefully not in a you may not remember me but I stalked your daughter kind of way.
And then all the embarrassing memories of my teenage years come rushing back. All the rampaging hormones, teenage emo drama, egocentric attention-seeking behaviour, making a big deal out of nothing, sitting there waiting for essays to write themselves…
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ESSAYS AREN’T JUST A THING OF THE PAST CAPSLOCK?!
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August 28, 2007 at 5:53 pm
She remembers you.
August 28, 2007 at 7:21 pm
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I missed her.
August 28, 2007 at 7:45 pm
Wait, you lived in the UK? No way! I still live in the UK. It really is a small world after all.
August 28, 2007 at 10:02 pm
hey, thanks for commenting on my site
yes, indeed it is a very small world afterall.
August 29, 2007 at 11:46 pm
Haha, funny. x)
August 31, 2007 at 2:10 am
How do you write an email to this person without sounding stalker-ish? It seems kind of hard to do.
But then again, it doesn’t sound like you really want to talk them anyway…or am I just not understanding this?
August 31, 2007 at 6:37 am
Hey tah for the comment
Oo does seem like a really small world. Hope you get in touch and It all goes well.
Take care x
August 31, 2007 at 7:50 am
I kinda wish I could get in touch with my old cello teacher and see how she’s doing. I also wish I could get back into playing, I miss it.
September 5, 2007 at 8:25 am
I don’t think a lot of my PAST, very old, teachers remember me at all =/
September 5, 2007 at 4:02 pm
It’s an incredibly small world. It’s really come to me this year… All this, finding old people thing.
Friends from like, five or six years ago? It’s sort of incredible really, and you have to love Internet for making this form of connection available.
And well, if you want to contact your ex-violin teacher’s daughter, think about it. Would you feel weird if someone from the past contacts you now? I know I wouldn’t. It’s sort of cool actually. So… it’s very possible that she wouldn’t find it weird either.
September 6, 2007 at 3:52 am
yeah, i agree with you..strange small world.. ehe
September 8, 2007 at 4:58 am
Wow, it really is a small world after all, right?
That’s really cool that you e-bumped in to someone you knew so long ago (well, semi-knew) - I’m still living the embarrassing teenage years, so you’re getting no sympathy from me!
September 11, 2007 at 7:52 am
That’s awesome that you found her. I’d email her or something.
February 3, 2008 at 7:39 pm
Interesting to see how people can find each other after such a large time.