Wild One (3)

 Here is one of few stories about my stranger danger experience, before I start diving into my current life long relationship with my hubby. In short, I was young, single, and very stupid, apparently.

Stranger 3

This time, I was crushing very very hard over my taken guy bestie, so I try to date other people so I can get over him. Fortunately for me, I was introduced to a senior from the architecture faculty, but our first encounter with each other wasn't pleasant. He thought I was clumsy and I thought he's snobbish. Like really. But as we hung out more (not on purpose), we slowly got attracted to each other.

So, one day, he invited me out on a date. Being 'clumsy' me, I said yes without even asking where we're going. I assumed we're going to the mall or something. So, the rule of our ever-so-strict campus is that a vehicle cannot have a girl and a guy in it together unless it's a group. So, I have to walk out of the campus myself, so he can pick me up outside, in what I assumed a car, without the guard catching us. Naughty naughty...

While waiting for him nervously, he came on his SUPERBIKE!! FYI, I was NOT comfortable riding a motorcycle, because I have big boobs and I'm scared of falling down. But, despite all that, I know that he loved his bike, and also, he's already here, and it was a hot afternoon, so waiting in the sun was already semi melting my make up. So, I just hopped on. He told me to hold his waist for safety, so, I literally did, holding at the side of his waist and try to avoid having my boobs rubbing on his back. I asked him where we're going, and his reply, "to my secret place, a place only I know". As sweet as that sound, I was already scared. I did not think this through.

While on our way to this place, he would occasionally pull my arms to hug his waist, having my boobs rubbing his back (I doubt that was his intention, but I really felt uncomfortable). He would also sometimes caress my hand during traffic light stops, like a loving caress. At that time, I wasn't sure what it meant. I was that naive.

So, then we arrived at this 'secret place' he claimed. It was a large hill by a Buddhist temple, in the middle of nowhere. I was already planning my escape in my head, but I really wanted to trust this sweet man. He pulled my hand and we entered a large dark cave. I prayed so hard that I don't get murdered and go missing because I didn't get to tell anybody where I was because I didn't know where we're going in the first place!

While all of these went through my head, we went through the cave, and there it was a beautiful hidden Chinese garden. The cave was actually a tunnel to this place. He then started to tell me that this was the special place that he found recently and wanted to come here with a special woman. I felt so guilty and touched at the same time. All the doubt I have on him melted away. We walked around the garden, and it was romantic. 

Of course, at the end of the day, I went and meet up my guy bestie, and told him about my day, and for obvious reasons, I got lectured again, about stranger danger, could get murdered and raped and dumped, and stuff. I agreed it was dangerous and reckless of me, but I'm glad the outcome was well. For a while, I forgot a little of my crush towards my guy bestie.

But all came crashing down when the biker guy forcefully asked for a kiss and I refused and he called me a coward after that. I was shocked and heartbroken, but also was grateful that I wasn't really in love with this guy, but I was gonna, thought...... meh.

p.s: guy bestie is my now hubby.

Wild One (2)

Here is one of few stories about my stranger danger experience, before I start diving into my current life long relationship with my hubby. In short, I was young, single, and very stupid, apparently.

Stranger 2

It was another one of our semester breaks, and I was crushing hard on one of my best friends on campus. We would talk on the phone for hours and enjoyed each other's company. But at that moment, he had a girlfriend, and I feel like a bitch for crushing and lowkey flirting another girl's boyfriend. 

So, while I was guilt-tripping myself, I received an unknown number in the middle of the night. I picked it up and there's this rando on the other end of the line, looking for someone I don't know. I told him that he had the wrong number, but the stopped me from hanging up and admitted that he actually just dialed a random number to get lucky. Because I felt bad earlier about the whole someone else's boyfriend thing, I thought, maybe I'll just give this guy a chance to chat with me on the phone. Who knows maybe it's fate?

As we chat, my first thought that he has a very macho voice, so, I was picturing how he must've looked like with that hunky voice. He was very attractive in my mind. We talked for hours, and honestly don't remember what about, because I was imagining his imaginary face with his voice.

It was almost 5am when he said he's running out of phone battery, but he didn't wanna lose me, so he asked where I live. I knew it's not a good idea to tell him where I live, so, I said maybe he can save my number and we can chat another time.

HAHA! NO! I WAS YOUNG, SINGLE AND VERY VERY STUPID, KAN??

He said his phone battery is running out, so, he invited me out. Of course, stupid idiotic me said ok, despite having strict parents and little money, no sense of logic in my brain! I really wanted to get over my best friend, and meet this macho voiced rando! So, I snuck out of my house ever so stealthily and waited so long for this guy to come to fetch me. There were a few fancy cars passed by, and each time, I hoped it was him. 

Then, came a loud junky car noise coming to my direction. I told myself, if that's him, I mustn't judge him by his pocket. That's not morally nice. But the car was really rundown and loud, also it stopped at where I was. I still had hopes on his looks. There is no way a macho voiced man, would look ugly (yes, I was shallow and judgy. I was young). Unfortunately, he wasn't pleasing to my eyes (forgive me for being like this before). Again, I told myself that I shouldn't judge someone based on their outer appearance. I'd still give him a chance. He invited me in the car so we can go somewhere else, but because I was already unattracted to him, I declined. He told me not to get scared, that he meant no harm, but I still said no. I said we can go hang out at a nearby 24hrs mamak restaurant, but I wanted to walk (see, ok la. still cautious la). He gave up persuading me to get in his car, so he parked and walked with me to the mamak.

I sat down, ordered drinks, and chatted for hours, but this time, I wasn't interested in the chat, not because I wasn't attracted anymore, but he was CONSTANTLY talking about 'if I were his girlfriend, he would do this and that for me'. It's like we're getting married tomorrow. I mean, even if you're attractive, that kind of talk is creepy and very annoying. We literally just met! I was already edging to run home and forget about this.

The sun was rising up, and I wanted to excuse myself, but he insisted that I hang longer and maybe meet a second time. I honestly don't remember how, but I declined politely, so he wouldn't stalk me in the future (I was stalked before).

When I arrived home, my maid and mom asked me where I've been (they were about to whoop my ass), so I told them, I went out for a morning walk around the pool area (you see, I was in my jogging attire, in case I get caught). When I get into my room, I texted my best friend to see if he's still awake. After receiving a text back, I gave him a call and told him about my night, and surely enough, I got lectured about stranger danger, how careless and reckless I was, and he said the only smart thing I did was NOT GETTING IN THAT GUY'S CAR! I could get raped and murdered! I mean, he's not wrong, but he was the cause of it at the same time, not that I told him that..........

I slept almost the whole day after that and woke up to multiple texts from that rando guy. I replied, and tried to make it as polite but clear as possible that I wasn't interested (again, not sure how I did that). I guess he tried a few times to persuade me, but he ended up leaving me alone.

There are a few other "wrong number" occasions I get, but every time, I avoided them just so I don't go through the whole ordeal again. 

p.s: Guy best friend is now hubby.

Wild One (1)

Here is one of few stories about my stranger danger experience, before I start diving into my current life long relationship with my hubby. In short, I was young, single, and very stupid, apparently.

STRANGER 1

It was a hot day during one of my diploma semester breaks. I was home alone, bored, and lazy to hang out with friends, so I decided to hit the pool.

It was noon, so the pool was basically empty. I love it when I have the whole pool to myself. Swam a few laps, and just sat down at a shallow and shaded part of the pool by myself.

I was just minding my business, bubbling and sinking half of my face underwater when I noticed a guy was swimming towards me. I didn't even realize when he got in. He asked if I was ok and I said yeah. He then laughed saying that he thought that I wanted to commit suicide in the pool and he didn't want the pool to be haunted (realizing that this is a VERY cheesy pickup line now).

We talked a little in the pool, and I thought he's very cute and has a great personality. He told me which unit he's living, and told me we should hang out. As great as that sound, of course, I declined. I mean, stranger danger, right? Haha!

We bumped into each other a few times more, chatted a little, had casual hangout by the pool sometimes, in a course of a few months. It was nothing serious, but I liked his company. One day, he invited me to hang at his place as he's having company over at his house and would love for me to come, as a neighbor. So, I was like, yeah ok. I thought it's safe if he's having friends around. He did invited me over a few other times before this. 

So, I went to his house, but odd thing is, there wasn't any shoes outside, no noise or an open door (anything that would indicate he has guest over). Eventhough, these are clear signs that I should not go in yet, I still went ahead and rang the doorbell, because, maybe I was just early.

He invited me in, and there was only him inside. I sat down nervously (and lowkey regretting, but I know he's a nice guy, so I try to chill) and offered a boxed drink (so, no worries about getting spiked drinks). There was a hint of a woman's touch in the decor, so I asked if he's living with somebody else. He then (AND ONLY THEN) told me about his girlfriend, who's JUST HAPPENED to be at Borneo for work. Great! Cute guy, taken and inviting another girl home with him. Or maybe he didn't take me as a woman at all, just a kid neighbour (I was 19 or 20 at that time). Whatever. I also asked if anybody else is coming, and he said no. I didn't ask anything else, I got scared. He asked if I wanted to watch a movie, so I just said sure. And of course, of ALL the movie CDs (it was the late 2000s, of course la CDs!), he went ahead and picked Good Luck Chuck. Yes. A soft porn-ish movie. Look it up!

I was already so weirded up. Why is this happening to me?? I seriously don't remember anything after that other than we sat wide apart from each other during the movie, we chatted a lil (don't remember what about), and I went home.

I came back home, swore my sister into secrecy, and told her what just happened to me. Being a sister, she was mad that I got away with that, while she's being hounded by our parent just by hanging out with boy in broad daylight (coz she's rebellious like that). I was just so grateful that I'm alive, wasn't harmed or raped and still a 'good' girl.

We bumped into each other a few other times after that, even met his girlfriend (and she was hawtt!!). After a few months, I realized I haven't seen him around anymore, so I figured that maybe he moved,  and that's that.