Just Asking For It

Just got back from Admiralty.
Mr Han.
Apparently he's a religious teacher.
Teaches classes at his apartment.

Anyway, the 2 times I visited (reluctantly),
his "teacher" was also there.
Some fat old guy (around 60?)
who looks like a hobo.
Talks like a hobo too.

Tonight was the second time.
Went there because my dad asked me to accompany my
mom.

Oh yeah, I didn't mention earlier;
my brothers and sisters go there on
Saturdays for religious classes.
Although ofcourse,
I would have preferred for
them to go learn at a mosque, instead.

Well I was there...
and Mr Han, was actually seeking
advice on religion from that hobo.

By now, you should realize that I'm
not exactly crazy about his "teacher".

The guy talks and acts in
a manner unbecoming of a religious teacher.
I should know.
I'm not gonna tell you why...
but I should know.

My aunt and grandma came too,
and there were seeking,
well, help for a problem
that my grandma had.
Leg problem or somethin like that.
Should've gone to
a hospital, but heyy... it's their choice.

So my aunt was speaking to the hobo,
who replied sarcastically,
why she was speaking in English,
not Malay.
I didn't really hear the conversation,
but my aunt was pissed.
But she kept her cool.

Later,
when he came back to the
table, and she tried to explain to
him (nicely) that she doesn't
like people talking to her like that,
he actually told her that if she didn't like it,
she could "get out".

The hobo was telling people to leave the apartment
that wasn't even his!
Damn hobo.

Thing is, I was at the table when he said that.
And I pretty much lost it.

I mean, what kind of religious teacher
speaks like that?
Forget that,
what kind of man speaks that
way to a woman?

So I pretty much told him "What's your goddamn problem?"
And he shouted at me to "Shut up".
Oooh. Old fat hobo.
I'm shaking...

And so, we began arguing and
he actually challenged me to a fight.
Ah yes... which religious teacher hasn't done that?

Ok, so I said he was old and fat.
I left out "tall" and "big".
Taller than me.
And by "big",
I mean he looks like he could really do some damage.

But mann.. I would have loved to have kicked his ass.
And I wanted to.
But my mom and aunt were stopping me.
And that old jackass continued to stand in between her
and was still challenging me.

At the time,
I was trying to think of a way
to beat the life out of him
and not get arrested for it.

Letting him throw the first punch was waay too risky.
If I got hit by
a guy his size,
it could pretty much be end of the fight for me.

So instead,
I called him a bitch.
Heh.

Ok I actually regret saying that,
because my mom and aunt were there.

Sigh.. if only they
weren't..
I would have gone for it.

But then, if they weren't
there, I wouldn't have said anything.

Something's not right about him.
It's like he has a spell on Mr Han and his family.
And the others who were there.

Usually when it comes to "private religious teachers",
I try not to pay attention to what they are saying
to others,
until I know that they are legit.
Who knows what wrong info he could
be giving out.

So yeah... in
the end, I wasn't given the
chance to take him out (and do DX chops).
That pissed me off even more.

But ah well...
my mom and aunt
persuaded me to leave.. so I did just that.
How anybody
can still respect that jackass,
I have no idea.

If only there were
a way for me to
teach the "teacher"
without getting thrown into jail...
any suggestions?

Other than that...
school was boring.
As usual.

Test coming in about 2 weeks,
and saying I'm not prepared
would be an understatement.

And...
in 4 days, I'm going to send
Dyla yet another sms message.
If she continues
to ignore me,
I'll just have to break off contact
with her.
Period.
Enough is enough.

I'm not angry.
Just very disappointed.
With her, and myself.

Especially myself.

I also thought about dating
other people when it hit me:
what other people?

Yeah2, you
can stop laughing now.
Stop it, I say!
Damn.

Well, enough of that.