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I have a classmate who has almost the same number as mine. It made me feel happy because if you noticed, we have the EXACT same numbers, except that the 6th and 7th are switched with 8th and 9th respectively. If you didn't get that, you're not so smart. Anyway, it made me feel a little good because it sort of made me gush and for a moment, I actually started to believe in soulmates again. Up until when I found out about this, I sort of let the whole 'soulmate' idea go because a disappointing experience in the past made me believe that soulmates are only meant for movies. So when I found out that this boy had the same number as mine, it had to mean something. I mean, out of all the numbers he can gave, he had the same number as mine?And we were studying in the same school, with the same block, same classes, same course. And he sort of believes in what I believe in as well. We both agree on a lot of things, and we have a lot of similiraties. Soulmates? I think so. But in truth, I really don't think so. But whatever. It's rare for things like this to happen. I think I'm putting this way out of proportion, but let me live in a little moment of bliss. I'm not saying that I do like him, though. I don't. It's too early to call it like that. And I'm not even interested. Love is not a matter of when, it's a matter of who. And I think it's obvious that I'm still too young, naive, and clueless about the whole "love" thing. On a brighter note, I passed my History Exam.