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stalked.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007, 2:25 PM
oh well, time for updates.

last week hasn't been a good week for me. i was returning home at around 10.30 at night, (i was going home way earlier than the usual time i went home) and i was walking along the main road to my block. i did not there to take the covered walk way route cos it will be exceptionally dark and deserted at such a time. furthermore, there are so many trees in my house area so i felt really paranoid walking that route. there was this auntie who was walking in front of me and when i reached a certain section, the auntie walked another route. i was left on the streets alone with the random passing cars that drove past.

as time elapsed, i kept turning behind to see who was behind me. all the while, there was no one behind until i suddenly saw a man wearing a navy blue polo tee and jeans following me from behind. maybe i shouldn't use the word following, i should say he was STALKING me!

i doubled my foot steps and when i reached my block, the lift went up. like so fucking suay can? i had to wait for the lift and i was keeping an eye on the fucking stalker at the same time. he hide behind the corner of the lift and he thought i couldn't see. unfortunately for him, i saw his shadow. (he really doesn't have a brain.) he was moving back and forth and i stepped out to stare at him. since i already know he's there, he can't possibly hide behind the corridors right? so he stepped out and waited for the lift together with me.

when the lift came, i stood aside and waited for him to go in first, but he didn't! he was obviously waiting for me to go in la. sensing that something was amiss, i walked off to the nearest mama shop and he keep calling me to come back from behind. "miss, please come back." he said. it's so spooky la can?

the mama shop uncle was nice enough to ask me to wait at his shop while he checked out the area. the stalker already left and we couldn't find him. what a wimp! if he has the fucking balls to stalk me, he should just wait there for me what. fucking ball-less gay!

the uncle wanted to send me up to my apartment but i saw one of the residents and i know him so we went up together. i told him what happened and he waited for me to enter my house before taking the lift again. luckily, i met all this nice people who have been so willing to help me. if not, i really don't know what could have happened to me.

i am seriously afraid of such things happening to me because this is not the first time i encountered such things. it's the third time! see how dangerous my house area is? i am so scared that i have been staying at home for a few days and the only time i leave my house would be when i'm going to school. i called the police and told them what happened. i hope they are taking some actions.

i really hate going home late nowadays. i really hate that long walk home. ):

shall update soon.



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