Some Sngs blog.

"after night study session today, i went home on my own.

At the YCK station, i met this guy who was about 20 years old. He looked pretty decent but my 6th sense told me that he was not a good person. (read: shifty eyes, kept looking at me, kept shifting closer to me.)

ok initially he just kept looking at me while we were waiting for the darn train, but very soon he had inched his way to my side.

"Hi is this the way to Jurong East?" he asked.

I looked at him and said," huh?" (okok i didn't say that on purpose, he was mumbling and i couldn't catch him.)

He repeated himself.

I nodded my head and took a step back because i realised he had inched even closer.
then he asked," u live around here?", taking a few steps towards me as he spoke.
i took a few steps back again.

"No i don't live around here."

the persistent creep asked again, " so u study around here?"

this time he inched even closer. i took a HUGE step back and shook my head.
(just picture us dancing across the station floor, me moving backwards and him moving forward)

and then he asked me for my name.

i shook my head.

he thought i didn't understand him, so he repeated himself.

that moment, i had enough. i said loudly and curtly, "YOU DUN HAVE TO KNOW." and i stormed off in the opp. direction.
oh u should have seen the expression on his face. STUNG. muahahah."