I am a Cat!.. Hear me Me0w!!….

Hmm….

It is probably just me, I suppose…

But I do feel different whenever I am in a public place….

There is slightly more room around me wherever I am. I feel more space and less surrounded by people. Especially in a bus, on the mrt, in shopping malls, in pool parlors, along pedestrian sidewalks etc….

During the holidays, I was hanging out at town with friends almost everyday. And wherever I walk, crowds tend to split away, leaving a path for me to walk through. I have much more space around me than others when I queue up for tickets at movie theatres. When I am leaning against the wall in tight corners along corridors, people try to widen the gap by sticking closer to the other side and avoided my eyes when I looked in their direction….

Just yesterday, I was heading for orchard by the mrt at around six in the evening, but surprisingly, it was not very crowded with commuters rushing home for dinner and tv shows. And a normal typical Singaporean adult would charge and grab the nearest empty seat he or she can find, like a vulture swooping in for leftover scraps. But the strangest thing was, the two seats on both my left and right were empty while the other seats in the cabin were all filled. And they stayed empty for quite a while, with quite a number of people standing several metres away. Reminds me of a scene from slam dunk, when gangster basketballer sakuragi hanamichi stepped into the train and everyone scattered immediately into the other train carts. “Wow, its so spacious today!” he said with ignorant delight….

I was thinking, it might have something to do with my hair. Well, its kind of red. Not fiery red, but copper red, but more towards red. And when sunlight hits, it looks freakingly bright . Maybe I look like a bad egg with my new hair colour. Or maybe it’s the way I dress. Some of my friends told me several of my shirts and jeans looked like what a distinctive ah beng would wear. And another friend commented that I do not smile as much now as I did weeks ago, and that made me look unfriendly and intimidating, like a beng…

It is probably just my imagination. I think too much sometimes….

But, it would not be so terrible if people see me as a bad boy. I kind of enjoy it actually….

In the midst of finishing this entry, my sis came back home from work and saw me sitting with one leg propped up on the chair. She said I look like a kopitiam ah beng, with a beer mug in one hand and smoking a cigarette in the other one…

Sounds cool…

Hehe…..

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