Hot in the City

Actually, let me take that back. Here in Singapore, most guys are so slow to ask me out. They would first communicate with you for many months before asking me out. I'll be lucky if it even last that long. You see, most will sms me on every little small thing which I'm too annoyed to reply. Only a handful would call and even if they call, they'd ask me silly questions.

Last night, Fatty M called me. The conversation of course involved his work. BORING...I was actually ok with him talking because I was actually watching this excellent tennis game between Henin-Hardenne and Cljisters. Then of course the standard questions popped up. "Chee Yan, where do you live?". I'm so mean but I'm really so sick of answering this question because how big is Singapore to make my answer relevant. "I live in the north.", I answered. "The north is pretty big", he commented. "Singapore is not that big. I live near AMK", I answered. "So which school did you go to?", he asked. I was going to shoot myself! "You tell me first.", trying to stall him. "You guess.", he said. "Just tell me, I don't feel like guessing." I replied. LOL! I'm soooo mean. "Well, I'm from a boys' school. Victoria." he gladly divulged. zzz..."I'm from St NIcholas." I answered. And of course, the standard response was "Oh, your Chinese must be pretty good." Urrgh!!!! "Which JC were you from then? I'm from VJC." he said. "Oh..." I responded. He asked why when I had that response when he mentioned VJC. I actually didn't know but I guessed it was because there was a good shot on the tv screen. LOL!

OK, enough said to put myself and you guys through this. Help me!