MESS AROUND
as if my life wasn't already dramatic enough.
he came by, threw things at my window to get my attention, and then climbed up the meter gauges along the outside of our front door, pounded on my window and pushed it open.
i walked out of my room and my parents ran down to talk to him.
he was ranting outside our flat about wanting to talk to me and all.
i gotta admit...if my parents weren't around, i think i'd be at a loss.
so the heros of the day are they.
and they spent a couple of hours talking to him at the void deck, with me sneaking out using a staircase hidden from their view for class.
earlier as we were driving home in the car post mooncake fest celebration, mom told me what he mentioned to them.
he said i had sent him encouraging messages and then threw cold water on him.
he brought up johann (a guy i had gone out with for a bit a long time back but nothing THAT substantial) and boon cheong.
he said he only wanted to be friends.
let's see...
i think it's a little extreme to want a friendship that badly that you'd risk your life, limb and reputation by climbing up a gas pipe on the 10th-storey of an hdb block and pounding on your ex-girlfriend's window, demanding that she talk to you and BE YOUR FRIEND.
on the second point, i really gotta give it to my mom.
when he mentioned these two guys to her, she simply said...
"my daughter is a fine woman and i wouldn't be surprised if she has gone out with other guys before. by the way, how did you know about johann?"
he said he asked me about it.
and without batting an eyelid, she went on...
"you asked her, and she told you right? so what's the problem?"
my mom knows of these two guys...and because of such history, she's always been less worried about me being hurt by men.
perhaps it's because i'm extremely fussy? =P
note that my mom, in making those statements, demonstrated she could be extremely eloquent.
on the first point about me sending him messages...
if i had sent him messages in the first place, today wouldn't have happened.
he had come today to get me to talk to him, so logically, if i was, he wouldn't be tracking me down to my home.
my parents are sorta convinced they've knocked some sense into him today, and that he will not look me up or contact me if i don't contact him.
they'd better keep their fingers crossed.
by the way, my gas meter's pretty much twisted from his weight.
he really doesn't think of the consequences of his actions.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
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Thoroughly out of control. Totally in his own world.
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