Next to his name was this picture of a big-ass bugger posing in front of some touristy monument. I couldn’t tell who it was but I was thinking, “eh? 19 and from subang jaya? issit somebody from SJ or Seafield that I might know of?”

So! To satisfy my curiosity, I clicked onto his Friendster page. And I saw to my surprise that he put his primary school as SR SS19.

!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is my school if you don’t know!

Hurriedly, I clicked on his photos…….and discovered to my horror that he is none other than PUI SHIO MIN!!!

Rachel, do you remember him??!

The guy who when the bola baling ball flew past him he lifted up his arm 3 seconds later? The one who when he ran the ground shook? The guy who used to terrify the crap out of us in primary school?! Who tried to bully us every chance he could? The one who ran to his mother Puan Pak whenever he’s not satisfied with something? And now he wants to be my friend.

Let me die, just let me die.

But maybe he’s changed. Maybe he doesn’t kick holes thru doors anymore like he used to. Yup. People with good plans as to how to answer this fellow, please! By all means give me something!

Case No. 2:

This is nowhere near as scary, but equally as surreal.

Daddy Ooi was at DHL today helping me to send some stuff off to Mt Holyoke. There he met this mother and daughter duo who were trying to send off some stuff too.

Lo and behold, it turns out that this girl is also going to US. Wellesley College, to be precise (which is the college in Mona Lisa Smile and the school that I secretly want to go to because it is famous).

She seemed very impressed/happy that I was going to Mt Holyoke. Pokoknya it was a good response.

She wanted to contact me probably cos there was someone else other than her going to Massachusetts. She gave Daddy Ooi her email add to pass to me.

Daddy Ooi comes home and conversation at dinner table goes like this.

Daddy Ooi: Eh just now at DHL I met this girl who’s going to Wellesley, etc. etc. (hands over name card). She asked you to email her.

Me: (thinking that I got kaki over there already): Wah, good lar make contacts then if anything can contact her.

Daddy Ooi: Yalah, she’s from Kuching one. And she very smart somore, taking economics/engineering (this part its me that cannot remember what she’s taking, something starting with E). Then her mother ask me what is my daughter going to study there. I cannot answer, just say dunno lar her, my daughter blur blur wan dunno what she wants also.

Me: ……………..

(decides to change subject by scrutinizing the name card, which is her mother’s one. She justwrote her email on it).

Wahh, the mother got PhD wan somore leh.

Daddy Ooi: Yalah, but she’s not working one, you know. She’s a housewife.

(silence as we contemplate this)

Mummy Ooi: Eh, don’t tell me she’s the girl who got 16 A’s in her SPM wan ar?

Me: (skeptically) Are you sure? I thought that girl is from KL wan?

Mummy Ooi: Yalah, KL lar. Kuen Cheng girl what.

Me: (still not getting it) Oh you mean, she came from Kuching to study at Kuen…ohhhhh.

(collapes against the wall)

Of all people to meet! The genius person that Hsin’s grandma couldn’t decide was a girl or boy! The first person in Malaysian history to score 16 A’s in SPM! This is so surreal! But I shall not say any more. After all, this person might turn out to be my new best friend in US. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!