When I met the guy near Market Market, I wondered if I got myself into an odd coincidence. While we were walking towards his place, the feeling of deja vu grew stronger. He made a turn to the street that I knew he would be heading to. In my mind, I was beginning to laugh my head off.

Sometimes, you could sense it if the Universe was pulling you into a gag; but curiosity trumps intuition, and you recklessly plunge ahead. The phrase "oh, what the heck" probably is one of the top causes of injuries and humiliation, but there you go.

I was thinking: maybe he's not going to enter that yellow gate. But no, he did. And then I thought: so it's the same compound, maybe he lives in a different unit. Oh, damn.

Let me put it this way: Let's label three guys -- A, B and C.

I met and slept with A.

After some time, I met and slept with B, who coincidentally was A's flatmate. As it's often the case of awkward situations in casual meet ups like that, me and A pretended not to know each other. So B doesn't know I slept with A.

C (the guy I just met) is also a flatmate of A and B. When we got into their flat, one of their other flatmates (whom I haven't slept with, ha-ha) seemed to have recognized me. When I got inside C's bedroom, I burst out laughing and told him I've been in that place before, because of B.

So C knows I've slept with B; but B doesn't know I met and eventually slept with C.

A and C both don't know I slept with both of them.

By the way, I slept with all three of them in that same bedroom. But that's just appropriate for this string of coincidences, don't you think?