I am being stalked.
"Foreigner or local?"
"Young or old?"
"My arse hurts"
I lost count on the number of times I said this today.
We went to the Eye on Malaysia place to conduct some naturalistic observation. Where we were actually stalked. 0.0
Damn freaky okay? This guy (he's a foreigner) asked me to take a photo of him in front of the Ferris wheel. Being a good Malaysian, I did that. Can't help it-lah, I'm nice.
Then he sat next to us. Started offering to buy us food. Started talking to us about some other random things.
He asked us our names. I know should have answered something else but instead I said my name. I'm so stupid. Kick me.
Then he went on the ride, asking us if we wanted to come along. Of course we said no-lah!
Then he came back, sat down again and started talking. Then he went on the horse rides. Asked us the same thing. Said no again.
For about 1 hour it was okay. We cam-whored and did our work peacefully.
Then he bought us ice creams! At this point, I was grimacing, because the paranoid self got the better of me.
"I don't want to eat it, he might have put some potion in it!"
Yes, I am paranoid.
Then he asked for our numbers. We did not give our numbers. The last thing I want is some totally random stranger harrassing me late at night.
He told us that he hoped to see us there again soon.
Then he went off. I was pretty shocked okay? I thought he laced the ice cream with some potion that would make us faint and that he'd take us back to somewhere and do bad things to us! I have an over-active imagination, sue me.
To not answer him would be just plain rude. To answer him would be leading him on to something.
We had no choice but to talk to him.
I am so never ever going there again.
Pictures later when I get them.
"Che ah? Where are you studying now? What course you doing?"
Which led me to this conclusion.
My third ex is stalking me.
And he's asking my so-called pet sister for help.
I am being stalked.
I am being paranoid.
Help me.
"Young or old?"
"My arse hurts"
I lost count on the number of times I said this today.
We went to the Eye on Malaysia place to conduct some naturalistic observation. Where we were actually stalked. 0.0
Damn freaky okay? This guy (he's a foreigner) asked me to take a photo of him in front of the Ferris wheel. Being a good Malaysian, I did that. Can't help it-lah, I'm nice.
Then he sat next to us. Started offering to buy us food. Started talking to us about some other random things.
He asked us our names. I know should have answered something else but instead I said my name. I'm so stupid. Kick me.
Then he went on the ride, asking us if we wanted to come along. Of course we said no-lah!
Then he came back, sat down again and started talking. Then he went on the horse rides. Asked us the same thing. Said no again.
For about 1 hour it was okay. We cam-whored and did our work peacefully.
Then he bought us ice creams! At this point, I was grimacing, because the paranoid self got the better of me.
"I don't want to eat it, he might have put some potion in it!"
Yes, I am paranoid.
Then he asked for our numbers. We did not give our numbers. The last thing I want is some totally random stranger harrassing me late at night.
He told us that he hoped to see us there again soon.
Then he went off. I was pretty shocked okay? I thought he laced the ice cream with some potion that would make us faint and that he'd take us back to somewhere and do bad things to us! I have an over-active imagination, sue me.
To not answer him would be just plain rude. To answer him would be leading him on to something.
We had no choice but to talk to him.
I am so never ever going there again.
*****
Overall, it was pretty good. We only saw ONE hot guy there. Damn sad okay?Pictures later when I get them.
*****
I came home and logged into my MSN Messenger. I got a message from someone."Che ah? Where are you studying now? What course you doing?"
Which led me to this conclusion.
My third ex is stalking me.
And he's asking my so-called pet sister for help.
I am being stalked.
I am being paranoid.
Help me.
Labels: fear, friends, madness, memories, paranoia, random, self
posted by Anodynous Roxy at
22:32
2 Comments:
besides being paranoid and a stalkee,
you are also completely and utterly mad!
hahaha the fellow is foreign lah. maybe in his country it's very normal to buy girls ice creams and camwhore with them, and then offer to ride ferris wheels with them
he asked for your phone num,ber because you were pretty! HAHAHA dang! you're not being stalked@
Aimee - I'm not mad!
Where got people offer food and rides when people doing observation? OMG if he camwhored with us, I would've panicked. Me and paranoia are pretty good friends.
He asked for all our numbers (there were four of us), okay? And I'm not pretty, especially now with the dodgy haircut.
I'm being stalked. Or maybe I'm going crazy.
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