my drama day

my drama day!
(in Memento sequence though)

now i'm sitting on my rowing cushion
that's on my stool
which is in front of the comp,
and i'm typing as fast as my hands can
to record the information that my brain has just processed.

just got another ego booster.
a guy chatted me up in the lift!
to speak the truth,
he wasn't bad looking lah.
abit vertically challenged,
but then i was in heels.

anyway i met him outside the lift.
when he was running abit towards the door
n pressed the button,
i happened to turn the corner.
so he stood aside and let me in first.
so i said thanks
and pressed my floor button.
then he pressed his.
the conversation went something like this:

me: which floor?
he: eighth.
he: you stay here? i havent seen u around much.
me: yeapp.. i stay in hostel.
he: oh u're still schooling?
me: yeapp, nus.
he: oh nus. do u mind if i talk to u for five minutes?
(me having the experience of asking favours of ppl in weird circumstances, agreed.)
me: sure.
he: (looking surprised) oh u don't mind?
me: nope.
(so we stepped outta the lift on my floor, me expecting to have the conversation just outside the lift)
he: i'm panting cos i was rushing here k
me: it's ok
(his panting didnt sound that way lah.)
he: yea i was rushing to my aunt's place, she stays here actually. the carpark over there (pointing to the multi storey carpark) is free right?
me: uh nope i dont think so you know.
he: oh. i usually park there.
(the repetition made me wonder if he was trying to show off or something)
he: im in NS now,
(at this point i wanted to go, "oh can see from your hair.")
2nd lieutenant.
(as if i know wad that was. but james just enlightened me that it's officer. aieyoh so? i also got officer frens.)
me: (unimpressedly) i see.
he: actually i study in TP, communications design n blahblah i didnt catch the complete thing. do u mind if we find some place to sit down?
me: (not budging) ok.
he: we'll go sit at the steps then.
(seated himself at the bottom of the flight of stairs)
(i seated myself a few steps above him. one, so that if anything happens i can run away. by this point in time i was having my walls up. two, i lazy to walk lah. wearing heels.)
he: oh, you're sitting so high ah.
(moves himself to beside me, feet touching. he apologised n moved away slightly. i felt more comfortable, cos i was wearing a pretty short skirt.)
he: (takes out his handphone, making contact with me.) this is my good fren in army. i had to cut my hair, but im allowed to leave it now.
me: (moving away) if you don't mind.
(sounded like he thought he looks better with his hair unbotak.)
he: huh?
me: its ok, nothing.
he: (in the most casual way possible. amazed me at how he could say it so casually)do u have a boyfriend?
me: (lied immediately)yeap. anyway, so wad's your point?
he: oh it's quite detailed so yea. im from communications design n blahblah..
me: yeapp.. so wad is it u wanna ask me abt nus?
he: oh u know nus n ntu are doing some yearbook..
me: yearbook?
he: yeap..then yea..
(he sounded like he couldnt phrase his words properly)
me: how abt i give u my email address, u email me abt it ok?
he: sure. (leans over n makes forearm contact) wad's ur email address?
me: blahblahblah.
(stood up to walk to the lift)
he: do u mind if i give u a hug?
me: huh?! uh yea.
he: haha just kidding lah.
me: haha bye then.
he: u not gonna wait for the lift with me?
me: guess not.
he: haha (looked like he sincerely didnt mean it)

ripple meiyi n i went into the performance of Quills late.
we didnt get the ticket stubs,
and had to stand behind with the sound manager for a while before scene change.
but eventually we got seated properly,
and the show was pretty not bad i must say!
during interval we met up with lane who was on time,
and went to sit with her.
left after some slow walking from ms to clarke quay station.
i took probably the last train from clarke quay
and decided against getting a sandwich.
and i met this guy at the lift.

met up with ripple n meiyi at dhoby ghaut
where i was late.
we took the city bus called C1
and rip asked the uncle if it goes to robertson quay.
uncle said yes.
when we reached the stop before esplanade,
the uncle stopped the bus by the roadside
and told us in mandarin that we'd have to wait awhile.
so we waited.
and waited.
and waited.
we started feeling abit weird.
like..uncle got diarrheoa?
interchange?
oh no are we stranded?
so we honked abit after waiting
and a different uncle came.
traffic was heavy
and hence we were late.