Ok, so the story goes, there was this time when aL and I were in chinatown like, last year or something and she insisted on trying this skirt which she won’t really wear etc because… the shopkeeper was cute. HAHA. I didn’t realised that he is really, until the past few weeks when I was thromping around chinatown lately. Like, 4 times a week kind of thing.

Today, I was there again and aL no longer thinks that he’s cute. Sigh. (cos she says he looks like wilber, and she doesn’t really like wilber.) sad.

Now, I’m terribly disturbed because out of hand-itchiness I googled the shop name + chinatown, and then I found out the name of the person in question, and out of hand-itchiness (and serious curiousity of my stalking skills) I found his facebook and realised that he’s a friend’s friend.

I’m officially terrified. T_T