: Hey looky! It’s us again.
: Yeah. Looks like one of us is really trying not to do her homework.
: One of us? Don’t you mean both of us? It takes two to make a whole Quickening.
: You’re the Baddie. This excuse for a blog entry instead of the Java assignment is all your fault.
: Oh sure, blame it on my horns. As if your Brainy wings are pure white.
: Much as I like to banter with myself, I have something that’s been bothering me in my mind since last Thursday.
: Ooo, you scared of the dark, Pretty-Wings?
: It’s more likely to say that I’m scared of what crawls in the dark.
: Aren’t you a little old for-
: Not monsters. I mean snatch-thieves, kidnappers and midnight lepak-ing boys.
: Oooh, that kind of menace.
: Yeah. Just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean a gang of 3 guys isn’t hiding in a dark car in the alley between shoplots.
: And we - I - park really far from my car. This is the risk I face with for trying to save parking money.
From school to my car, my usual route.
: Saaay, this thing wasn’t an inspiration from SewJin’s blog is it?
: No, my stick figure is prettier than his.
: On most days at school, I’m not worried since I walk during the day.
: But on Thursday s, class ends at 9pm.
: Late night. Dark.
: Yeah. Too bad I can only go home with one of me.
: My biggest fear would be route B. to C. since it’s so dark and a lot of folks park cars on both sides of the one-way street.
: Funny, I thought I’ll be more afraid of route C. to D.; crossing the street.
: Yeah, but since it’s at dark night, there’s hardly any cars on the street.
: More space for snatch-thieves on motorbikes to hit-and-run.
: Okay, now you’re scaring me worse.
: So... what’s an alternative route back to the parked car?
Alternative route No. 1
: How bout this one? There are security guards along the school blocks.
: Why does my bad self sound so uncertain?
: It’s route C. to D.; us British-infected cars drive on the left side with steering wheel on the right.
: Oooh, okay. You’re scared that somebody might catch you by surprise from behind.
: TV ads did say walk facing the traffic.
: So we’ll walk on the other side of the big road then.
: Next to the ‘Big Construction Site’? There are big trucks parked there at night. Anything can hide in between them moving cement mixers.
: I’m cautious. No amount of pepper spray can help you if the dark-stalkers take you by surprise first.
: Let’s try another route then.
Alternative route No. 2
: Aaah, I can see much potential problems.
: Whaddya mean? This is a great alternative route. Point B. to C. is always busy and full of people. There’s no way criminals can strike here.
: It’s not the criminals hiding I’m worried about.
: Then what the heck-
: It’s me.
: No, I mean me.
: Who me? Or you?
: Oh, meeeeee...
: Will you stop that?!
: You know, intrapersonal communication with myself is so much fun.
: You enjoy amusing yourself. You’re weird. You’re weird freaking towards Tanjung Rambutan.
: Yay, the crazy hospital. No, seriously, why don’t you like Alternative route No. 2?
: The problem is that I like it too much.
: Temptation flares between route B. to C. KFC, Giant shopping, Ayamas, King Story bakery.
: Oh my gosh.
: And the piece-de-resistance, that restaurant mamak next to Kelana Furniture Mall.
: Your tandoori chicken addiction.
: I can smell it by just thinking about it! Aaaarrrggghhh!!
: Eeep! The diet! Remember the diet! Let’s think of another way, say...
: No way!
: *sigh* What now?
: The road has hardly any streetlights, much less working streetlights. Lots of dark cars park there.
: Gotcha, let’s try again.
: That’s even worse.
: It’s as bad at the one before but the alley has a direct road straight to the LDP. Anything can hide in that road, grab me and be gone in 60 seconds flat.
: Okay, this isn’t helping at all.
: You must think of all the safety planning and precaution!
: Oh great. Now I’m mad at me.
: Well, you started it.
: How bout I just fly to my car? Look I got my wings already.
: You’re being weird again.
: I’m the weirdo with wings. I’ll split myself and leave you behind since you’re such a big help.
: Oooi! Don’t you dare!
: Bye-bye Baddie. Pretty-Wings can’t stop to walk alone on Thursday nights!
Alternative route No. 3