What am I turning into?

This morning I received another one of those calls from Prudential, asking me to attend their recruitment workshop or something.

For the first time, I actually paused and thought for a moment before saying no.

And the story continues...

Boy meets girl.

They hang out. First over kopi at hawker centres.


Then to pretty restaurants. You can say they hit it off.


They travel.


They get a place together (no, it's not a big house).

Boy buys girl a fancy piece of jewellery.

They wonder what the next chapter holds.