damn gay mat.

im still feeling the adrenaline rushing thru me.... o_0"

so today wasnt one of my usual days. almost caught a criminal. and in de process, i fear i have put my life, and those friends' around me at risk. Id hope God will protect those who are loyal to him and punish those who choose to stray away...

After eating at sakura at easpoint tonite, (arnd 820pm when we left de place.) fir and me went to e toilet. I went to the 1st cubicle, with the stall next to it occupied. So i went abt doin my business, when my eye caught this inconspicuous hole on the panel. What was weird was that it's position was just too uncomfortable for me. (if u see thru da hole, u see my lil joe squirting water.) So being the curious person i am, i leaned down to take a closer look at e hole. Realised there's some sort of a thumb pressing on the other side (tried putting a flashlight on ur finger and seeing how it glows reddish orange??) So yeah. Mebbe its nothing. (But my senses were telling me otherwise...)

So rendezvous with the gang. This time i asked if anyone had a safety pin. I could not help but want to poke into the hole and see what's on the other side. So back inside, the cubicle was still occupied (aye, no suprise~) I bent down and instead of seeing a orangey thingy, i saw tissue paper stuck inside it. Hmm weird indeed. Poked the tissue out and suddenly saw movement of somebody. (It's as if it scared him or smthing...) Things got really freaky so i decided to call for backup. Called Luthfi to call the gang to come to e toilet. I went to look for a security guard.

With the gang outside the toilet to prevent the b*st*rd pervert from getting away, i lead the malay security guard inside. (Oh whuddya noe, da dumbass is still inside the cubicle.) Showed the malay guard the hole. Its blocked again! I gave him the pin to clear it once more. *Kerplosh*
U can hear the sound of wet tissue paper hitting the toilet floor in that cubicle. So he decided to check out the cubicle for anyone. Turned out there was nobody!

Good thing fir was squatting and recognised the pervert was wearing distinct slippers. Fir figured he might have climbed over to the 3rd cubicle.. Suddenly this mat came out. Dressed up in white sleeveless singlet, 3/4 jeans with alotta shreds and slippers. Had dark complexion, and yeah he had the face of a criminal alright. A blardee gay one if i should say.

"Hmm, what's going on?" quipped the mat.
Id tot pple who are done with their business would not ever ask such a qn.
(Possible Give-Away #1)

He was carrying this paper bag. (Seemed rather odd this mat went to e toilet with just one small paper bag dressed so slekeh or translated in english, meaning so messy)
If only id asked the guards to check the contents of dat bag....

But by then, saleh, fir and me (who were e only ones in de toilet) decided to make a move. A quick one outta place. We'd realised its better if he didnt catch our faces. Thoughts run thru my head of how he might call up his gang of gay mats to beat us up.)

"Too risky, better get outta here quickly..." my little heart kept saying.

So the gang hurried over to e mrt and kept looking over our shoulders, just to make sure he doesn't follow us.

Over at e platform, i explained all that occured in e toilet to e rest of e gang. Turned out my face was damn pale when i came out the toilet to hurry e gang out of the place.

Anw, id realised there's a possibility of the mat recognising our faces, uniform and of couse which race we belonged to (id tot dis pervert was chinese, so i decided to take in malay. Arh, bad choice.) So im begging those who read this entry of mine, to take better care of themselves. Reali2 sorry if i put your lives in any kind of danger. What ever religions u belong to, id advise u to pray alil harder everyday for your safety, and also those around you.

My prayers go out to my family, friends who were there and myself. I can only hope my prayers are answered...