Blangah red... oops... black alert!!!

Eee! I had another weird man encounter today... A blangah this time. Do I look like Aishwarya Rai to you? I wish I do... But sadly I am not. So why did this happen to me!

It was quite funny at first. Ok, funny is not the right word, but it was not scary in the beginning. This was what happened...

I was at T1 waiting for the skytrain, sitting on the chair unprovocatively. Then in the middle of my conversation with PY and her friend Degon, I noticed a man who was staring at me. I glanced to my left and saw that he was entirely focused on me. I turned back to continue my conversation thinking that it was entirely coincidental, but no! He just kept staring at me throughout the entire five minute wait for the skytrain!

Finally, the train arrived. My 'admirer' stood up and ran his fingers through his hair like some imitation Elvis Presley. I nearly laughed out when I saw him do this. But I held on to my composure and herded PY and Degon to the other door hoping that the distance would put him off. Unfortunately, the train was not very crowded and I was kept in plain view. I asked PY and Degon to check whether he was still looking at me and they affirmed that he was! By this time, I started to freak out a bit.

After a period of time that seemed like hours to me, the train pulled into T2. I rushed out of it, hoping to outrun my 'admirer'. It was to no avail, he was simply too fast. He swaggered past me, probably in another attempt to impress me.

I ignored him, and walked towards the direction of the MRT station. Then I saw him going down the escalator to the MRT!

So, I forced PY and Degon to wait for the train to depart. We only went down to the MRT station when I thought the coast was clear. Unfortunately, he was still there! I was majorly freaked out by this point in time and I made the two of them wait for me again.

I finally boarded the train after I saw that he was safely seated in the train. I did not want to trust my chances so I went into a cabin that was as far away from him as possible.

The story ends here, I managed to lose him in the train and I hope never ever to see this Blangah ever again! It's not that I am racist, it's probably because of the cultural background I've been brought up with. My gran always told me not to wander off on my own if not the abn2 would come and take me away.

One disturbing observation of my WM encounters... They almost always have something to do with the MRT! The government could take note of this! Are MRTs the new breeding place for SMs (Sex Maniac, not Senior Minister)?

Anyways, thanks PY, Diwei and Degon for the concern! I am safely at home! This entry should attest to my safe return home! So *muack* Thanks!

The above was written by a bimbo and the bimbo is not liable for any consequences that might arise from reading this entry.




Toodles!