Something odd just happened. I was going home after a day out with Valmond, Adrian and Chris, and halfway down the shady old path from the JE bus interchange to the main road, this skinny boy with spiky orange hair in a dark blue t-shirt, berms and shoes came up from behind me (out of freaking NOWHERE) and:

boy: Excuse me, can I have your number?
me: ...... *makes what?! face*
boy: 'Cause I think you're pretty and...
me: Um... the thing is... I don't live in Singapore anymore.
boy: Are you Singaporean?
me: Yeah, but I go to school... overseas.
boy: Where?
me: America. The States. Delaware.
boy: Oh. And you're leaving soon?
me: Yeah, in a few weeks.
boy: Oh. Well can I be friends with you on facebook then? or get your email?
me: ....
boy: I'm not trying to stalk you or anything, but... maybe we could...
me: Uhhh... Fshhhhh... Nahh. I'm sorry, but... No.

I feel strangely validated. :3 (and that was half a jaykay)

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