Showing posts with label Crazy people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crazy people. Show all posts

Monday, August 17, 2009

monday's throw up fest

I was walking from my house to the Kepong Sentral station this morning when a man on a motorcycle asked for direction to Taman Ehsan. The first thing that struck me about the man was that he seemed familiar. Yep. He was the same man who asked me the direction to Damansara Damai last week. Weird.

The another thought struck me. Wait a minute. I saw him dropping someone off at the station. He must come from around Kepong/Taman Ehsan area, right? Suspicion crept in. I wanted to take a look at his plate number when I saw something else.

He had his 'thing' out and was fondling it!

Oh my God! I was so shocked. And stunned. I was momentarily disoriented. Plate number forgotten, I walked away as fast as I could from the parking lot. He kept calling me. I walked so fast that I almost run. The next thing I know, I was throwing up in the toilet of the train station. I felt so violently sick. I threw up until nothing came out of my mouth except the bile saliva. Still, it didn't feel right.

I wanted to curl up and cry. My shaking fingers were trying to press the number 2 button on my handphone, to call him up but then I remembered he just went to bed. So I took a deep breath. Deep breath. Public toilet. Bad idea. I was throwing up again in no time. And I am now in the office, trying very hard to forget.

That's how I start my Monday. How's yours?

Thursday, September 20, 2007

a tragedy...

There could be no apt words to describe my feelings right now as I'm typing this post. Anger, sadness, frustration, horrified. Words just could not do justice to all these feelings.

I ask myself: How could a human being do this? To an innocent little girl, nonetheless. What in the world is happening today?

I could not say more...

Al-Fatihah and condolences to the family of Allahyarham Nurin Jazlin Jazimin...


News here

Thursday, July 27, 2006

angguk-angguk, geleng-geleng (pt. 2)

You know, observing people is a fascinating thing to do. After Izat's episode, I thought, heck, anything happens in Malaysia! And yes indeed, I am right. This happened, yet again, on board of Putra LRT last Saturday.

A family with two little children (a boy and a very cute girl) came on board. The little boy and girl sat beside me.

Then, a mother with two girls came on board. The train was packed, as usual, so the two girls sat on their mother's lap, one at each side of the lap. The bigger girl saw the very cute little girl and say hi to her and started to made funny noise and face towards that girl.

She once stood from her mother's lap to look around the train. Her sister followed her. Then she sat again on her mother's lap, this time she sat fully on her mother's lap. No place for her little sister. So the mother put her sister on her lap and this girl went "You put her on my lap!? Why do you have to put her on my lap?". Her mother reasoned with her in a very low voice. She then stuck a tongue at her mother.
Then she addressed the very cute little girl again. This time her mother said "There mui-mui... or is it mei-mei? Very cute one. Mui-mui? Or mei-mei?". And unexpectedly, the girl said "I don't know ok!? I don't know!" in a loud voice that made me cringe. And the whole coach went silent. Wow.
I did not look at the mother's face. I did not look at the girl's face (because I was afraid that I might slap her). I looked at the very cute little girl. She seemed a bit frightened as she held her mother's hand tightly.
A definite opposite of Izat. And yet, it was revolting. Izat did not shout to his mother in a way that girl did. Somehow, it occurs to me that maybe, it was all a setup. A setup to open my eyes... by that someone up above... Hrmmm...

Monday, July 03, 2006

~the end~ (thank god!)


Finally, he is bored. You know, the Norman guy. Yeap, the sms and phone calls ceased since Saturday. It did not stop (not yet, anyway) but at least, I am at peace now. I don't have to switch my phone off or freak out everytime there's an incoming message (okay, I am exaggerating here). That guy is beyond obnoxious really. Anyways, enough about him already. 3 posts on him. Enough is enough. Lets move on. Wanna thanks all those people who gave me their 2 cents. Thank you very much guys!!!

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

and the saga continues...

Hahahaha... I'm having a good laugh on the whole "Norman guy" matter. Bet you are, too. Sometimes I feel like "kesian dia" as well, but, well... lets face it, he doesn't deserve it after all the stupid things he said. One thing I cannot tahan: stupid people.
He still hasn't give up, yet. Keeps sms-ing me
I tau i dh buat salah. x boleh ke u maafkan i? i betul2 nak berkwn dgn u
This fella is really thicker than kulit durian. I am sooo tempted to tell him to piss off but I think that it is better for me to ignore him. Save my credit as well mahh... hehehe. I don't get it really. What does he really want from me? We don't know each other. Well, at least I don't really know him. I only gave him brief replies so far
  • belum mkn
  • yes
  • no
  • x tau
  • ntah
  • ok
  • a'ah

and something along that line la. Never showed that I am interested whatsoever with him. So why is he being a "persistent lil bastard" (as manny so aptly put it)? Cannot "give him any more muka" (lynne) because this kind of person will never learn.

Kalau u terangsang, ape yg u akan buat?

Once he even had the guts to ask me that question. Shit, I thought.

U ni dah x ade soalan lain ke nak tanye? I X SUKE SOALAN MCM TU.

I thought I made it clear to him. But then, that question came before the "measurements" question. So he never did get it. *sigh*. I should have known by then.

However, I got the kick I needed from this whole thing. At least I can laugh about it. Not to mention manny's ideas: 'investigating police officer' and lawyer and my-dad-is-a-member-of-JAKIM and I-am-actually-a-guy. Hilarious. Maybe we could pull all of that on this Norman guy. More fun, no? Thanks anyway, guys. I'll keep you updated on this whole thing.

*Eeeks... another missed call from him. The total is now 10 missed calls. Gile!

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

you've got to be kidding me!

Somehow I just know this Norman guy is up to no good. Well, pretty early to decide but well... lets just say my instincts never lie.

Out of curiousity (and boredom, of course), I replied his sms yesterday. First of all, he lied about getting my number randomly

I main tekan2 aje, then dapatla number u...
Ok then. I was wondering why the hell he still insist to know me if I'm not replying any of his sms. What if I'm a guy? Did he not think about the possibility? He actually sounded pathetic at one time
Kenapa u x reply sms I ni? Boleh x kite sms mlm ni? I boringla..
Yeah dude, unlike you, I have other things to do than entertaining you. Then, this sms came...
Kenape ni umi? I nak kwn dgn u aje umi. Kenape u x reply msg i umi...
Hahahahahahahahaha!!! Random my ass dude!! I never reply your sms, then how come you know my name?
I teka je name u umi...
Dude, really, you are thicker than kulit durian! You think I'd fall for that? Enough is enough la brudder.

I minta maaf. Sebenarnye I dpt number u dr member I yg pernah chatting dgn u. Dia yg bg name u. Mase dia bg tu I tgh frust. Dia guna nick Romeo. X taula u igt ke x...

No, I don't remember anyone that goes with that nickname. Another lie? And are you on the rebound Mr. Norman? Sorry dude, not my type at all.

U ni mcm mane orgnye? I kuning langsat, 67kg, tnggi lampai...

Something along that line la. Yeah, like I really care.

Ukuran badan u berape ye? I just nak tau je...

Huh? Ok. Normal question (MAYBE!). I avoided that question by saying that I'm fat. The truth la :p. He asked another question, which I do not remember (clearly bored by that time) and then...

Bgtaula ukuran badan u berape... I just nak imagine je...

No, no. Don't react. Be cool. He's just wondering what do I look like really. Yeah, right. I got way too many of this stuff already. I've been through this actually (yes, wani, I know lots and lots of pervert). The next thing he'll probably ask is the size of my bra.

U dalam bilik ke sekarang? I tgh boringla. U boring x?

By this time, folks, I was out cold. Dreamland is much MUCH better...

So, tell me, am I being paranoid or what?

**Come on manny, I know you have something to say! :p