do i have a recognisable face? no? I thought so. Maybe it was my voice? i have a loud squeky voice. I blame Miss Clyde in Std 4. She used to terrorise me into "speaking up" because no one could hear me in class. i digress. It's uncanny how everyone is connected. I had lunch with a couple of friends yesterday at this new place on Russell called Hawker Centre or something like that- y'know, used to be Singapore Kopitiam but apprently that chap lap.
So anyway, a friend brought his cousin, and wham-bam, out of no where, the guy asks if i came back on MAS yesterday. Whaddaya know, he recognised me. As far as i know, i didn't do anything extraordinary in the plane....and i also didn't put on some bright pink shorts and jump around with a red nose squirting water on people while waiting in the immigration que that took forever. I don't believe my face is that disfigured to have anyone give it a second glance, much less remember it the next day. Oh wells..i have to take better precautions from now on. What on earth possessed people to remember me i don't know, but i guess my actions are under scrutiny...scary stuff. *shiver*.
Needless to say i don't ever remember meeting the guy before in my life, but now that i have, he is a rather nice person(=
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