past present future.

I’ve tested three classmates of mine ( classmates, at some point in time in my life ) this past week and I guess it’s an odd experience for them. I’ve tried to be professional about it, and gotten mixed reactions. The first classmate of mine, who happens to be a friend as well, was ok. He was acting goofy and all, but at least it wasn’t as tense as this morning. I tested someone else this mornin, and she must have felt embarrassed, or nervous, because she kept humming at every quiet moment and shaking her legs under the table throughout the whole test. The minute I said that the testing was done, she was out of the cubicle. In less than 15 seconds. Usually participants stick around, especially this batch, asking questions like when will they get their test results or their compensation. I felt really odd after that test. Maybe she could not see me as a researcher, given that we are the same age? Or maybe she was too conscious about her mistakes? I wonder how it will be to test my friends for my masters’ thesis. Hmm.

On another note, I had a sliding-doors moment two days ago. You know the kind when you stop and think your life could have taken another direction if only something else had happened? My silly mum sent me this SMS, saying “You know something Geet? Actor Vishal’s full name is Vishal Krishna Reddy! How cool!!”. What she really meant to say was, “If only Krishna’s not your boyfriend, I can go make samantham with Vishal’s family!”. ( The rationalization for my mum being that there is a dearth of Reddy boys of marriageable age in S’pore, added to the comment I made about Vishal being hot. *inhale*exhale* ) Which, she couldn’t have, given the fact that number one, she actually likes Krishna. And number two, she would most definitely get a earful from me.

My mum, I tell you. I can write a book about her. Maybe I should.