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L I Y A N A' S . T H O U G H T S
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Wednesday, June 01, 2005
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Ribbon Man
Mood: Psychoed out..
I have said before that Clifford Pier is a 'Couples' place and not a 'singles' hang out area and here's the reason. I had ended my class early and looking forward to meeting my friend who was fetching me. The appointed place was the bus stop right in front of Clifford Pier at 9.15.. I waited for him patiently at the bus stop when a short thin man sat beside me. I didnt think anything about it when he started making small conversations with like, 'sudah makan?' [have you eaten?]. I jus nodded my head and watched out for my friend. That was when the weirdest thing happened.
He suddenly laughed out so loud as if I made the most hilarious joke in the world. I was perplexed. He started to pat my back and said I was funny. ENH? Then he told me to buy this numbers, 7565 [Don't take my word for it.. he had a ribbon around his neck. if u think taking his advice is a good idea, go ahead and buy them. but don't come searching for me if u lose millions.], for the following week. He was convinced that it would strike first prize and had me to call my boyfriend, brother and father to buy it too. By then, I was trying to get to my friend apparently, he was asleep and his mum was banging on his door telling him that Liyana was on the phone. Shit! He fell asleep and I had a psycho deep in a one sided conversation with me. Because of the whole situation, I forgave my friend immediately and fixed another day with him.
The Ribbon Man, the bald short man had a blue sleeveless shirt and blue bermudas and he was carrying a bag with bottles tied everywhere and the thing that made such a deep impact was a red ribbon tied around his neck complete with a bow! I had changed seats 3 times by then and he never fails to follow me. The other people waiting for the bus didnt even helped me when he started stroking my hands and told me that I should treat him for lunch, that his father is passing away and thinking that exchanging numbers is a good idea.
AAAArrrrghhhh!! Sungguh tak GLAMOUR!
I was frantic and called Yan to help me out. At least when I was on the phone, The Ribbon Man didn't disturbed me.
Yan was a great help, cos he calmed me down and talked me to walk away without being scared of Ribbon Man following me. I walked towards Raffles Place Mrt Station making arrangments to meet Yan cos I had too much bloody time before going to the airport to send my grammas. So I was set, calmed down but yet shaking, on my way to the airport to have dinner.
Like what some maggot said, 'Yana, you attract all the weirdos.' I'm beginning to believe it cos among them are Ribbon Man, Hair Smeller, Bus Stalker and Boob Fetish. Normal straight single guys are either married, attached or dead. Lucky not all... heh.