Today I worked the umpteenth odd-job of my holidays. And who did I chance upon? The well-mannered gal from Impresario, star of the hit entry, 'If I Could Be Somebody For A Day". I'm now the perfect spokesman for the phrase, "It's a small world". It true is. Or why would we meet again to become colleagues? And at a job which I almost rejected at the last minute due to its 'commission-based' monetary benefit. But as Fate has it, I would go to the pathetic promotion job. Fate is definitely at work, cruelly toying with my life and deciding who I would meet, when I would rather meet someone else now. And so we chatted, and joked, and chatted, and so on and so forth, but the bottomline remains the same - she remains attached and I continue to stand no chance. And so why meet? In the end, I took it easy - I always take things easy - We were cool about things, and we behaved friendly. We took the MRT home together, since we lived in the same district. We said goodbye, and I asked "Hp? Unchanged?". "Yup!!" was the reply. Not exactly an excited response as the exclaimation marks implied. No shit like "Give me a call" or "Meet up someday" after the "Yup". It was just "Yup". Plain old "Yup". The kind of "Yup" which suggested, "Why are you even asking such a cock question?" And yah, still no MSN. It was our 7th occurance. No harm waiting for another one, yah?