When Titanic came out, it was THE movie. Everyone was talking about it, everyone had seen it. (Side note: it was pretty awkward watching it with my parents when the drawing scene came on). One of my piano classmates, Alex, gave me the cutest gift ever. He gave me a book about the Titanic. I'm not sure if he realized that the story didn't have a happy ending, but both of our parents cooed and aaahhed about how sweet it was. I think I was too young to understand why he gave me the book, and besides, he was just someone I saw each Saturday. But to this day, I still have the book he gave me.
I haven't seen Alex since those piano classes back in the day. When my mom was pressuring me to get a boyfriend, she told me to look him up (he was a pretty cute kid). I tried to find him on Facebook but to no avail. Come to think of it, I'm not sure if I remembered his last name correctly.


