By the way: Xu Ke brought up a sensitive topic for many women (not girls)- how old does one look? 'Course, we don't have to care much now, but when we grow up, will we look more or less the same? Does height have to do with it?
Today a totally random guy started talking to her on the bus and asked her if she was Sec 4 or 5. Slightly put out, she told him that she was Sec 2. (she had a similar incident with her ballet classmates, they thought she was Sec 3 or 4, and then asked if I was Sec 1) We spent some time looking at our reflections in the glass door of the dance room, and asked around for other opinions. Turns out she does look fifteen or sixteen- mature look. Whereas for me... My dance juniors happily told me I looked their age or younger. Oh boy.
A few days before end of school, I met an overly-friendly old uncle on the MRT. What he said shocked me-
"Your uniform is very unique, what primary school is this?" (loosely translated from mandarin) I stammered a vague reply, my head reeling.
#1- What? Primary school?! Don't I look at least mature enough to pull off a Sec 1 look?
#2- RV should be well-known enough, right?
He was probably deaf, despite my further (but unfortunately poor mandarin) elaborations, so he continued rambling on about how they were going too far, having to make little kids wake up first thing in the morning to make them go to school. Immediately after that he contradicted himself by saying how lucky us kids were, we didn't need to wake up at 4 am to walk to school. I was saved from a lengthy lecture by getting off at Jurong. I was so glad he wasn't getting off, because I was sorely tempted to sit all the way to Joo Khoon and then head back to Jurong to avoid listening to him for another torturous minute. Phew.
Do you think I should go around with a label saying- "Secondary 2- River Valley High" ? The idea is tempting but I think I'll save myself the embarrassment and pass.
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