Just when she was about to lift her head to glance at the watch on her wrist, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Heart starting to beat at odd beats, she brought herself to turn around, only to find a young man, a lil shorter than her, scrawny built, looking suspiciously anxious.
The young man whispered " Maaf Cik, tapi saya fikir ada orang sedang mengikuti Cik, yang budak pakai baju merah. Baik berwaspada handbag Cik. " (translation : Sorry Miss, but I think the guy in red shirt is following you. Do take care of your handbag)
She froze. Hair close to a ninety degree stand. Feeling extremely uncomfortable about the situation, she smiled a weak smile.
"Terima kasih" (translation : Thank you)
Upon reflex, she turned to peek at the red shirt guy. He has long curly hair, and look like a retard.
Then wiping off whatever cold sweat on her forehead, she double checked for her wallet, her hand phone, her IC, whatever she may risk losing. And then, it was as though her legs automatically transported her from the head of the train station to the other end.
Finally the train arrived. She boarded the cabin and continued her Meg Cabot.
From one corner of her eye, she spotted the retard red shirt guy. In the same cabin, although he was supposed to be at the other end initially. Anxiously waiting for her destination to arrive, when it finally did, she ran as fast as her URS sandals could bring her.
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Yea, that is exactly what happened to me taking the KTM to MidValley. I never liked the KTM. Freaking train takes forever to come, and the train doors are like so phewny for the exchange people at every stop. Plus the train travel at a speed whereby my grandpa can beat it on a bicycle.
But it was a fruitful day today. Managed to finish my Christmas shopping. I LOVE Christmas shopping. It gives me an excuse to do what I like best. Shop. And its shopping for others, therefore no guilt about spending money for self indulgence.
Did I mention how much I love giving presents? And receiving them too? **hint**hint**
Its wonderful, being able to buy gifts and exchange with people.
Oh but buying gifts for GUYS are such a pain in the ass. You have no idea what guys need because they simply like nothing. What a fussy gender.
Nonetheless I love the shopping part.
My daddy had a gift exchange thing in his office as well in conjunction with Christmas. And guess what he got?
Imagine a fifty one years old business man in a smart looking suit and tie, WITH A TEDDY BEAR?!!?!?????
Its sooooooooooooooooo mine now!! BLEAHHKKK
>>beams brightly<<
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