"Love Bipolar"
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word of the month
I'm not gonna talk haberdash about anything possibly infuriating that happened today so instead, I'm gonna talk about a once in a blue moon incident that occurred this afternoon. Gosh I think I just used a nerdy sentence! Whatevs!
Anyways, it happened on my way home from a quick lunch and stroll in BB (it was pathetically boring. I work in that area for fuck sake!). Before continuing my so called journey to the friggin bus stop, I made a quick visit to Guardian to hunt for bargains and yeah I had to buy Garnier for my sister (she has been asking me to buy it since our stock finished,mind you!). Ok, a few minutes inside that place seemed like forever but I managed to get out before 3.30pm I guess. I was walking in a hurry so I payed less attention to my surroundings except for the cars and vehicles while crossing (wouldn't wanna end getting roadkilled like a stray cat). I crossed the road safely and continued walking while things run through my mind vigourously. Halfway to the bus stop, I noticed this guy in a red shirt,with a backpack and jeans looking back at me. I mean, I was walking behind him soo..well..you deffinately get the idea,innit?! Ok, so he didn't only look back once but a couple of times with the same semi puzzled and hesitant look on his face until this one moment when he stopped and courageously asked me a very straight forward question. "Do you work here?" I quickly took off my left earphone and replied with a "huh??" . He began talking to me and even asked me if it was alright for him to just come straight to me so i replied,"err..not really..it's kinda weird/awkward. " Even with that phrase, he wouldn't wanna leave me alone. He did ask a lot of questions. Well, like how people are when they want to know about someone. No biggie but it was still quite awkward for me to be talking to a complete stranger. Do you think I'll give you the 411 about myself that easily? Fuck no! haha.. So he told me a little bit about himself and well I just nodded and tried very hard not to look scared. God knows what could have happened. There came a point where I thought he was gonna leave but he ended up talking to me until my bus came. He explained to me why he was in KL for the weekend and I just listened. The thing that hit me most was our conversation before reaching the bus stop. Here's the re-enactment (not 100% accurate.do forgive my short term memory so it just sorta,kinda happened in this way)
" So, you usually wait for your bus here?"
"Umm..yeah I'm going home"
" Oh, if you're not doing anything later then,do you want to hang out at my hotel room? I don't know what else to do and I'm bored of walking around this area"
" Oh,sorry but No, my parents are waiting for me and I gotta be there by 4pm".
moments later...
"Well..I usually come here every 2 weeks so if you wanna hang out by then u can just call.."
"ohhh"
"Can we exchange numbers?"
"Noooooo.."
"why? but if your not that open about it then it's okay. I just thought you were very open and bla bla bla"
"well I am open but there are just limitations, This is just too awkward"
The conversation went on and on and NO! I DID NOT GIVE AWAY ANY NUMBER WHATSOEVER!
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This was not the first time though that an older man tried to get my number. It all started waaayy before I found out the difference of 'being nice' and just plain taking advantage a.k.a junior years of high school.
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Anyways, it happened on my way home from a quick lunch and stroll in BB (it was pathetically boring. I work in that area for fuck sake!). Before continuing my so called journey to the friggin bus stop, I made a quick visit to Guardian to hunt for bargains and yeah I had to buy Garnier for my sister (she has been asking me to buy it since our stock finished,mind you!). Ok, a few minutes inside that place seemed like forever but I managed to get out before 3.30pm I guess. I was walking in a hurry so I payed less attention to my surroundings except for the cars and vehicles while crossing (wouldn't wanna end getting roadkilled like a stray cat). I crossed the road safely and continued walking while things run through my mind vigourously. Halfway to the bus stop, I noticed this guy in a red shirt,with a backpack and jeans looking back at me. I mean, I was walking behind him soo..well..you deffinately get the idea,innit?! Ok, so he didn't only look back once but a couple of times with the same semi puzzled and hesitant look on his face until this one moment when he stopped and courageously asked me a very straight forward question. "Do you work here?" I quickly took off my left earphone and replied with a "huh??" . He began talking to me and even asked me if it was alright for him to just come straight to me so i replied,"err..not really..it's kinda weird/awkward. " Even with that phrase, he wouldn't wanna leave me alone. He did ask a lot of questions. Well, like how people are when they want to know about someone. No biggie but it was still quite awkward for me to be talking to a complete stranger. Do you think I'll give you the 411 about myself that easily? Fuck no! haha.. So he told me a little bit about himself and well I just nodded and tried very hard not to look scared. God knows what could have happened. There came a point where I thought he was gonna leave but he ended up talking to me until my bus came. He explained to me why he was in KL for the weekend and I just listened. The thing that hit me most was our conversation before reaching the bus stop. Here's the re-enactment (not 100% accurate.do forgive my short term memory so it just sorta,kinda happened in this way)
" So, you usually wait for your bus here?"
"Umm..yeah I'm going home"
" Oh, if you're not doing anything later then,do you want to hang out at my hotel room? I don't know what else to do and I'm bored of walking around this area"
" Oh,sorry but No, my parents are waiting for me and I gotta be there by 4pm".
moments later...
"Well..I usually come here every 2 weeks so if you wanna hang out by then u can just call.."
"ohhh"
"Can we exchange numbers?"
"Noooooo.."
"why? but if your not that open about it then it's okay. I just thought you were very open and bla bla bla"
"well I am open but there are just limitations, This is just too awkward"
The conversation went on and on and NO! I DID NOT GIVE AWAY ANY NUMBER WHATSOEVER!
.................................................................................................................................
This was not the first time though that an older man tried to get my number. It all started waaayy before I found out the difference of 'being nice' and just plain taking advantage a.k.a junior years of high school.
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Those are just a bunch of deja moos. I mean seriously, people will requestion you and durh it's almost always obvious! FYI, I dislike it when guys ask my number unless I feel like it. In this case,givingmy digits to complete strangers (that I happen to just met and had a couple of words with). It's just not my thing! Do i exude an undecent aura or vibe? Do I look like a fucking porn star? I am not the type of chic where u can just booty call in the middle of the nigh,beeyatches!
Oh and he mentioned to me taht he found the guts totalk to me because he said I looked very innocent (blame the glasses) and friendly. I'm not against it or anything but,to all of you out there, don't judge me like you are reading the back cover of a novel (the synopsis) . I am friendly and all but don't even think of pushing a button. Especially with the one labelled with "beeyatch" on it!
OK, enough mummbles. I didn't take my dinner and I'm hungry. No plans of pigging out. Oh and i don't really have the apetite to eat. I don't know why I puked this morning,a few hours after braekfast. Did I ate something dodgy?? hmm..I have no idea. One thing is for certain though, it's not an upcoming baby bump! DURH!!!
My wrists are tired and my eyes are getting heavy. Till next time. Ciao.
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