: 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.: Agreed.: 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.: Sorry. : 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.: Maybe.: 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.: Pessimist. : 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.: You?: Me.: Me?: No, I mean me.: Who me? Or you?: ME!! : 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.: *blinks*: 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.: How-?: 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
