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says what she feels..
Monday, June 06, 2005
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| :: Stalker Alert!
:: | | 11:26 PM |
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My Ex (shall be renamed the Stalker) did something totally out of the blue yesterday. Apparently, he doesn't take well to be jilted and insists that I'm lying to him about the real reason for breakup. Apparently, telling him that we are incompatible is not the truth. Well, it's the f**king truth. He keeps insisting that there must be some other reason, it's too fishy, etc. (He must have been brushing up on his horrible English skills)Like I have another BF or something, I only wish! He keeps bomarding me with SMSes throughout the whole day, they can start from 8 am to 2 am lor. I thought, either he has too much time on his hands or he's got it bad.
Then, after me ignoring him for 5 days, he takes matters into his own hands. He shows up on my doorstep unannounced! Luckily, nobody's at home at the time lor. So nobody answers the door and he SMSes me with the following message: I know you are inside, pls open the door.. Wah lao, scare half to death lor. I thank Jessica for making me leave the house earlier lor. What if I had been inside? ~Shudder~ So I told him to give up and go away. Then he messages back: I guess u really need me to pay u a visit at your workplace.. I dun wan u to hate me but u gave me no way to go.. Wah lao! Creep me out even more lor. Whatever happened between us is personal lor, still want to make trouble at my workplace. So I told him in certain terms that if he dares to come near me anywhere, I go to the cops with his SMSes as evidence. (Hey, hey, I got listen in Law class one! Even know one lawyer to help me fight the case. Haha) Then he accuses me of trying to get him arrested! Kaoz, if he had not been doing this, I wouldn't do it lor. Why can't he take the hint and leave me alone?
Anyway, I was supposed to work until midnight yesterday. But we finished earlier so we all left sooner at around 10 plus. Only the four of us were working: Willie, Lawyer, N and me. There was a stretch of road leading to the security counter so we were walking slowly, waiting for 11 pm to punch out. Then I think I saw him sitting in one dark corner like in the horror movies. I thank Jessica again for arranging for me to work with these burly guys. They are all at least half a head taller than me so they look like my bodyguards and make me feel safer. Don't know whether I'm overly paranoid that it's actually the Stalker or just someone else. I basically made Willie walk to the MRT station with me. Have to tell him what happened, of course. Idiot stalker! Now, I have to look for people to accompany me everywhere. I really don't dare to go alone anywhere now. God knows what he'll do.
In less exciting news: I've been manhandled, strangled and massaged(hurts a whole lot, so it might as well be torture) by Ron. If anyone needs a PPO made against him, it's Idiot Boy. Still dare to call me Barbie Doll! Look good and do nothing only. Hmpf! Although I like the part where people say I look good lar. Please lor, the things they have to carry probably weigh more than me. Like I can carry a 50 kg icebox!Labels: BGR, GWP
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