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1. I manage to bump into the same hot Dr. Chase lookalike (House MD) angmoh three times within a span of 1/2 an hour!
Went for the attachment interview yesterday and we crossed paths when I went to DSO @ Kent Ridge (behind NUH) for my interview. After the interview, boarded the bus to get back to Buona Vista mrt and lo! there he is again, sitting by the exit. Wonder if he feels like I'm stalking him... but really, I'm not. Last but not least, we dropped off at the bus stop near the mrt and I didn't see him on the platform. Thought that's where we part ways but what do you know? He comes up the escalator. @_@ Lucky!
2. I must be watching too much hk dramas lately!
Some guy from school asked where I came from, and what's my dialect. I'm from my mother's nether regions, ahem, I mean Singapore and I'm Hakka, even though I don't speak a word of it. After I answered (and pestered him for the reason), he says I speak/sound like a Hong Kong friend of his. Wtf? I mean, I've only been watching religiously watching hk drama for about 2 weeks (albeit in their native cantonese) but 2 weeks shouldn't be enough to make people think I'm a hongkie right?
Or (wishful thinking on my part) does this mean that I have a flair for adopting annotations and speech patterns of others if I'm subjected to them even for a short amount of time? I know I have a decent grasp on different written and spoken languages but this is a ridiculous!
3. Mother Teresa fell on me!
Sitting on the homebound train just hours ago, minding my own business, and suddenly thump, a slight pressure on my foot and a lot of apologies. Someone reading dropped a book on my foot. Thank goodness it was a thin book. And so, smile and reassurance of "it's ok, no problem". Didn't see what book's title was until a little while later, and gee... out of gazillion books circulating in Singapore alone, I had Mother Teresa fell on my foot. -_-" I hope it's not because of the attraction to my name.
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