accountability

This is amazing. It is half funny, half mind-boggling.

Yesterday afternoon, SC asked me out for a drink, wanting to catch up. Though I was pretty tired after tuition at 9p.m., I decided to oblige, maybe because it was nearly the end of the week. She suggested Blackberry. So I met her there. She told me then, why she asked to meet up was because she was concerned about how I was doing this past month, because someone mentioned that I stayed at Blackberry till 3a.m. on Friday.

I was stunned because I felt spied on. haha.. She further explained that it was during Ezer's Bible Study that this girl J asked S if she was at Blackberry till 3a.m. on Friday, she said no, and they somehow narrowed it down to me, so the very concerned SC (she calls herself auntie) decided to make sure I was not drowning my sorrows at Blackberry. (I didn't go for Ezer this month because of the overwhelming workload)

The thing I am curious about, who in the world knows that I am from FCC? And who in the world stayed @ Blackberry till 3a.m., and of those who did (most of the remaining people were people I know, and we went for supper till 5a.m., so it was definitely not them who told J about the someone from FCC hanging out till 3a.m.), I did not even talk to them.

THis is mind boggling. And I can't wait to solve the mystery. In a way, it's nice to know that someone cares enough to call to find out. I guess that's accountability or kaypohness, but I appreciated that, and of course, I appreciate the talk we had too. And the lychee martini. Burp. Just one.
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