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Disaster Continued

This ATM business is still killing me. Somehow I thought I could get my life back together once I got this writing job but this precious life of mine managed to find a way to destruct itself.

Anyway, just linked newly-met Genious!!! I like reading his entries and he's - or used to be? - a fan of Debbie Gibson! My, I thought I'm the only one remembering her.

And back to links matter, still got plenty of spaces... I wonder who'd fill them in... eYiK, get someone to make one for you!!!

Lycos' doing its stuff again. Now they're experiencing trouble and would be down until 11 PM local time. No advance info.!
(Anyway, I better persuade Irwin to change into something else before I continue lashing out on Lycos :) but then again the guy may never heard of another free email provider *shakes head*)

09:20 p.m.

Disaster!!!

I forgot my ATM's PIN code. Almost wouldn't tell anyone about it since that's something NEVER happened to me before. Shameful, shameful!

I finally got to meet that fool of an associate dean; she's being defensive even though I tried telling her never mind - I just wanna know if I could still enroll for this term.
Turned out it had been that bad *rolls eyes* that it's now in the hand of the first associate dean. (The first one I had to deal with is the second ass. dean) Honorable 1st Ass. turned out more co-operative than her inferior and all I gotta do is to complete some paperwork and that's all.

But this ATM card business's killing me. It'll ruin everything! And worse, there's noone else to blame *grins* but my ageing self.

Belated football comment:Alex del Piero is the man! What a performance... Firtsly I thought, oh God, they're playing Empoli, boring, boring, boring.
But Signor del Piero is the gem of Italian football players and don't anyone dare arguing about it. That free-kick he took and the goal he scored as the result... nobody else could do it, not even Pretty Boy Becks who (yeah, yeah, I know) cud place a kick accurately almost to the percentage of 90%.

It's only a player with a solid confidante on his own self and an almost perfect technical skill who could pull such stunt.

Too bad del Piero's playing for the club I hate the most!!! (Don't kill me, S'ley!)

08:02 p.m.

Met A Pervert!!!

What a weekend!

Deep called around 10 in the morning while I was wrapping his welcome gift and we arrange our rendezvous. He had to call twice since he asked how we're goin' to recognise each other and I told him to wear something outrageous ^__^

He told me he'd have to browse through the wardrobe and would get back at me.

Anyway, we agreed to meet at Taman Anggrek's McD at 1 PM. I got there a bit earlier n decided to grab a drink at this place I frequented, the only place in TA serving Sosro tea w/o any big meal's obligation!
The place was near NewsStand, this great place where you can get old mags with reduced price (mostly I bought Reader's Digest) so I thought I'd sip on my tea and read all the jokes.

I've noticed this nasty young man looking at me with a dirty look in his eyes but dismissed it as my own prejudism. He later insisted that we should get to know each other, even though I'd already told him I'm meeting a friend.

He's quite ugly and in films would pass as a victim of bullies so I took pity and relented to a few minutes of talk.

He made no bones of coming straight and tried to book me for a date next weekend! Goodness God, I should've just poured him with my cold tea right that minute. Only my too innocent vocabulary didn't catch on until he'd repeated the request for the third times.
I told him no - and this pathetic guy didn't even have the smoothness of being creative. He just kept on pressing on "going on a date."
When I stood firm, he lamely tried to weaken me. And let me tell you guys, it's like the dumbest story that even a vanilla like me wouldn't buy such trick!

He told me I must go on a date with him (and later sleep with him) 'cos he couldn't get an erection and he hope I would help him.

If he had been charming about it and put it in a kinda obvious way, I would've laughed loud and thought none the worse of him. But the look in his eyes was so digusting and there I thought of myself as the worst kind of fool since I've been trying to converse civilly with sex freak (no more good Samaritan acts, Ey!)

I got up and told him Sorry, no, and left.

Stupid fool. How on Earth could he think I'd be tempted to have sex with a guy who's unable to have an erection? *laugh* I mean, what's in there for me???
But anyway, it's an old trick. Judging by the desperation, I'd say that sad little jerk had a raging hard-on 24/7.

I was so glad when I finally met Deep (he wore orange T-shirt!) that as soon as we sat with our lunch I blurted out everything.
He was shocked, "An Indonesian guy?" But yes, I don't think some Europeans or Americans would be so vulgar. Most of them are experienced and smooth, with the usual exception of underdeveloped jerks, of course.
But then again, normal Indonesian guys would die in embarrassment should they ever thought of pulling such an act. Indonesians, eastern as they were, possess this civillity and smoothness of their own. They're charming in their own, unique way.

Just for the record, this is the most crash, coarse and tasteless sexual advance I've ever experienced!

12:34 p.m.