Well, is there?! Something extremely weird happened this morning.

I asked Mum to drop me off at Liverpool Spotlight. Again. Like last week. It doesn't open until 9 in the morning, but of course, Mum opens shop at 9 in Ingleburn too. So, she left me at 8:40-ish~ And 'course I'm not going to spend twenty minutes sitting in the morning cold on the steps of Spotlight.

Walked on the broadwalk (I've forgotten the streetname ><, it's the one that leads to the front entrance of Westfield's and has no cars on it~ and also has Liverpool Plaza, a water fountain and giant chess board on it -nodnod-).

Two obviously professional-ish/expert men were beginning to play chess and so I sat down to watch. Quite a few other people were watching too, around ten~? White pieces were played by a 30-ish year old man, and black pieces by a 60-ish year old man. They started off even, but then the 60 y.o. crumbled one of his defenses, allowing the 30 y.o. to become very very offensive and kill off a few pieces. Neh, I was thinking of Dan while they were playing. Keke. She'd pawn them anyday >D!

Black had lost 6 pieces, and white, 4 pieces when I left (it was 9:05 already) for Spotlight. It was prolly only a 100 metre walk (Liverpool Spotlight has 3 entrances o___O). And as I entered the store, I heard a male voice ask "So do you like to play chess?"

WTF. One of the men had followed me from the chess place. That's the only way he would've known I had some interest in chess.

He looked around 50-60 y.o. European. Maximum 170 cm tall. Slightly balding white grey hair.

He said he was an architect. And he didn't start work until 10. So he wanted to accompany me around. Asked me my name. Thank gosh I have like a second persona always ready. Told him I was Katie. And he asked my age. Sixteen, I say.

I think I should change my backup persona's age .___." Sixteen's a really dangerous age to be. Like... The perfect rape age o___O! Yes. I really must work on my Katie persona. She's normally more outgoing than Kylie. But she used to be really introverted when I was younger, neh. Hai, for those who've known me prior to high school, they should know all about her.

I asked him his name. John, he said. Inside, I was like LOL. There are waaay to many Johns in this world xD! I can think of five which I personally know, just off the top of my head .__."

Please note, I was quite scared. I mean, everyone says the best thing to do is to get out of there as quick as possible. I was quite frozen inside. Even as Katie. ><" And not to mention, I didn't really know what to do. I guess I sorta came to get revenge on Sigrid (the bitch who served me last week), and also to buy some more felt and button eyes.

To quickly get out of there safely, I looked only for the buttons. But I couldn't decide. Stupid John. He kept talking and following me ><".

He was like...

"I'm looking for a Chinese wife..."

I was like "Oh yeah? Just eat at Chinese restaraunts and you'll find plenty of Chinese women." But noone would want to be your wife. Not even desperate migrants wanting the Australian citzenship that comes with marriage.

John has never been married. And never had children.

But Katie, being the nice lovely fake person she is, I offered to help him find a Chinese wife. I told him he should go to RSVP and also said one of Mum's friends would be okay...

His criteria were:
>> Basic education,
>> Basic English skills
>> Young.

I was WTF at the young bit ><. Asked him if 30 was young. He was like "Euh.. Okay.." So does that mean he wanted younger? o___O!!! I usually find relationships tend to be a bit gross if the age difference is more than 10 years .___."

As I was reaching for a pack of buttons, he suddenly grasped my hands and half-stroked them ><!

"Oooh. What a pretty nail colour!"

He probably noticed my hands were trembling ><. He kept touching me like on my arms and soft jabs on my sides ><"

The A-hole asked me if I had a boyfriend. Of course Katie has a boyfriend =). And of course. I don't approve of Katie's boyfriend =/. He's a whore .___."! But of course, she doesn't listen to me, and my opinions/advice :C.

Quickly went to pay leh. Sigrid was there. All thoughts of revenge dissipated when I saw her. But I wasn't served by her anyway.

Exiting the store, John asked me if I wanted coffee. HELL NO. I didn't want to spend another second with that man. But I needed to be polite, and decline graciously. I didn't know if he would spaz out or not if I ran away ><.

He kept asking if I wanted to sit at one of the benches along the boardwalk. Katie made up an excuse that she wanted to bum around Westfields. John, asked me if he wanted him to accompany me again -shudder-.

Politely, I declined. He gave me his number, so I could tell him when I found a woman stupid enough to want to marry him. He asked me for my number.

"Ahh. But my number's private."

says Katie (: Gosh, I love her.

His number is: 0405 449 052

Please help me serve heavenly justice C:

Walked briskly to Westfields, and through some of its levels and stores. Kept looking back, hoping he wasn't following me. Again. Went out of Westfields through one of the side entrances, and back to Spotlight via a different route.

Bought more fabric neh. Have been looking for Alice-in-Wonderland bunny-inspired fabrics, but haven't really found anything :C.

Back to Ingleburn at 10:30.

So, is there a particular factor that makes me susceptible to old balding men? Don't remember if I blogged about a particular incident before at World Square Coles... Last year.. Perhaps 6 months ago?

Quick Summary: Picking up a basket, an old man was looking towards my way, and I smiled - just like any other normal person would when someone is looking at you. And he came up to me. And started rubbing my arm asking if he knew me from somewhere before...

Perhaps, is it my clothes? But I don't wear skanky clothing. Although I guess both incidents, I was wearing relatively short clothing (mid-thigh-ish). Both times, I had bike shorts underneath... And they were visible.

Is it like the Muslim/Islamic guy said? Are women truly asking for it through their clothing choices?

Please 'scuse all spelling and grammatical errors in this entry. It's 12:52 am right now on Wednesday 23rd C:

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