someday you walk in a MRT train, sit down, and realise sitting opposite you is a female classmate whom you hardly talked in JC days. Both your eyes meet, and in your head goes.... <what the ..... >. And then, you guys exchange the usual... "hellow so how's things for you now"... and then 5 mins into the conversation, there is this strangely disturbing silence. Your brain freezes. She looks at the bolt fastening the hand rails. You know its gonna be a long ride. Would you stand up, stand in front of her and try to talk, or talk across the carriage, which is also really wierd since she is softspoken and shy.
This is one thing I hate, something like meeting your neighbour in the elevator coming down from 20 storeys in those ultra slow lifts... with nothing to say. So, both stare up at the numbers so hard, its scary.
Maybe its just me, I'm not sure. I always run into awkward situations, even those long car rides with someone you dont really know, or know but dunno what to talk about, at the lights... man, that s torture.