i was in the mrt, on the way to meet mok, horse, vin and yl to go food fest, when a male stranger came and approach me..
(X denotes stranger, Me denotes myself) Conversation in Mandarin.X: Hi, if i go clementi, no need to change train rite?
Me: yeah...
X: i see.. cos im going to play tennis.. oh are u studying now...?
Me: (wasnt exactly paying attention) yeah... Er no... im serving ns..
X: orh.. u look young, so i tot u r in sec sch..
Me: (forced a smile) Haha. (to myself: okok, juz leave me alone pls)
X: Erm, u going city area is it?
Me: yeah.... (to myself: Ya so?? stop interrogating me lehh.)
X: do you go johor to eat often...? i always go there during weekends cos the food's nice..
Me: (to myself: gosh. im not interested to know la duh. i noe u r a malaysian, but well.. enough!!)
X: do you play sports often? like swimming or tennis?
Me: (getting impatient) No la...cant be bothered la.
X: oh.. army oso got those trainings rite.. oh and now 2 years rite.. (and blah blah)
Me: yeah.... (to myself: Siao la, army train tennis.. but heck, just say yes can already.)
X: wah.. nice to meet such a good friend like you...
Me: (to myself: you must be very deprived huh.)
X: next time must ask me out for a drink yea..
Me: Oh.. ok.. (to myself: come on la, i dun even know u can. and i oso dun have ur contacts.. heng sia..)
X: My name is Zhi Qiang.. How to address you??
Me: Oh. Im ChengHyork.
(He reached out his hand, asking for a handshake. Hesitantly, i reached out mine, and wiped my sweaty palms onto his)
X: Give me ur contact number.
Me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(And so i keyed in my number in his fone. And he gave me a missed call and asked me to save his contacts.)
(I reached for my keypad, and typed S-T-R-A-N-G-E-R)
X: Got my number?
Me: yeah... (to myself: as if i wan la. beware of prank calls from me too.)
X: Next time we'll arrange for a drink!
Me: (to myself: go n die la. i dun even know u. i'll ignore all calls and sms from you)
X: Ok, City hall already. goodbye! Nice to meet you!
Me: Oh bye.... (to myself: How nice huh. Good riddance.)
One hour later....
I received an sms. The sender was "Stranger".
Here it goes: "Hi friend is me zhi qiang. Nice to meet you and have a nice day. Keep contact. See you next time for a drink."
Diaoz.
Other background info: He is a malaysian in his late twenties, i presume.
人生是黑白的.
10:34 PM <3
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