I think I know who Wispy looks like!! Oh, Wispy is, by the way, the one with the mole and Hugh Grant hair. Hurhur... Pasal rambut dia ala-ala wispy wispy windblown. Hurhur.

Anyway, he looks like Jake! Alaaa.... Jake. Which Jake? Jake Gyllenhaal. Kan I'm on a first-name basis with 'em boys. Wentworth and Rudy and Jake. Hurr.

Anyway, a couple of weeks ago, I caught 300 with Yan and two of his friends. These friends of his have already watched it but they wanted to catch it again because boys being boys, they oh-so-love all those killings and gore. I swear the reason why they like gory movies so much is because it's a reflection of their desires. To just slit the throats the people they loathe. That, if given the power, they'd just as fast kill and trample men they hate. It's a badge of glory, see? It makes them feel ala-ala macho and yeah-gua-kuat!

I digress. Anyway.

I was on my way to meet Yan and Bernard, when something disturbing happened.

Ok background info sikit eh. I was sitting in the train towards Raffles Place, because that's where I will transfer to another train to Dhoby Ghaut. From the corner of my eye, I saw two men. One was seated next to me, the other was standing in front of his friend. Abeh aku macam glance to my side a bit and saw EH! Tangan dia colourful lah!! Ada macam-macam pesen. Dragon ada, ikan ada, setan pong ada! Hurhur. Tattoo lah seoul korea. Abeh I kepo looked down and EH! Kaki dia pong ada macam-macam pesen lah! Hurhur. So I thought to myself ok better not stare. Nanti ada aku kena pelangkong.

Fast forward to the traffic light at Somerset. I was walking towards the traffic light when I saw the same men standing. And they were talking and looking and talking and looking at me. I was like uh-ohh... They saw me staring at their tattoos. So now they're gonna question me! Mati ah aku gini. So I was walking briskly towards Starbucks where Yan and Bernard were, but at the same time trying to remain calm. Taknak tunjuk muka panic ah konon. Then suddenly one of them appeared next to me and went like....

"Hi".

Err... "Hi?"

"Where are you going?"

"Err... Plaza Sing." D-uh. Like, I'm walking towards PS, kan? Where else can I be going? Istana? Per jer mamat ni. And I seriously thought I was dead meat. Like he was going to whisper in my ear "You better watch out. I'll KILL you!"

"Are you Malay?"

Eh? Why would he wanna know if I'm Malay if he was gonna kill me, yes?

"Err.. Yah."

"Oh... So you're going Plaza Sing alone eh?"

"OH! No... I'm going to meet my boyfriend, actually. Hehe.." I got the cheek to giggle lor... I almost added "Maybe you'd like to meet him, too?" But I decided to shutthehell up because otherwise, I might really be dead meat.

I doubled up and looked for Yan at Starbucks. Saw Bernard instead cos Yan was at the gents. I almost give Bernard a kiss and a hug cos I was relieved to see a familiar face and also cos just in case the mamats were spying to see if I'm speaking the truth. But I turned his arm up instead cos Bernard also got tattoo, yo. Hurhur. So maybe the mamats got a glimpse of his tattoo. Never mind that his tattoo is tastefully done and that it's not scary at all. I was so paranoid, can.

Oh and by the way, the mamats are not exactly juvenile young boys eh! Macam hmm early 30s gituk. Eh gi carik kat kelab dangdut ah beb!