many of you are aware of this crazy girl, henceforth known as PSY (those are her initials.. i'm not saying she's PSY-cho... or am i?)
anyway, for those not caught up...
i first met PSY when i went for my med sch interview in glasgow. she saw i was s'porean and approached me. she introduced herself and said she was from CJC and wanted to exchange numbers, which i'm ok with doing (though as you shall soon see... i should not have been ok with doing.)
when i arrive back in s'pore, i start getting msgs from her.. asking me v weird stuff like...
1. what i thought of the stewardesses (i thought she meant their service, she replied that they were cute and had very nice accents. OKKKKK... so maybe we're not on the same wavelength.)
2. what i thought of the shopping (hmm, well fair qn. but i was still weirded out then)
3. what qns were asked at the interview and what answers i gave (it seems she didn't make it into med sch)
4. where i worked (i stopped answering her smses right there and then)
the msgs got less and less frequent.. though i did get an sms from her every now and then. even when i came back to s'pore for my Christmas break in 1st year. i'd try to be polite and answer, cos i feel bad mah. but NOOOOOOO. the smses would just increase in frequency and became a complete menace in my life.
glasgow was my safe haven though. no annoying SMSes. cos she didn't get into med sch.
come the summer of 2004. i've completed my 1st year in med sch! :)
as an EXCO member of GUSS, i'm privy to the list of new freshers next year, so that we can be prepared for the hotel gathering where we 1st meet freshers and their parents in order to answer any qns they have.
guess what, PSY was on that list! i nearly died of shock lor. wah lau, have to deal with her in s'pore now have to deal with her in glasgow. sure go mad!! thank goodness, she's studying biomedical sciences instead.
dealing with her as a fresher was a whole new ball game.
1. she had trouble deciding whether she wanted to go in the 1st place.
2. when she finally decided, she claimed her aunt took away her passport
3. she finally arrives in glasgow, but thank goodness she doesn't have my number there! and my address!
but just because she wasn't bothering me doesn't mean she wasn't bothering other people.
case in point 1: my senior L
L studies the same subject as PSY. as a result, she's looked upon most fondly by our dear PSY. PSY's mum asked if L could carry some stuff for her daughter to glasgow. unfortunately for her, this included a winter coat, a lab coat, and for some strange reason, her old math notes! stranger still was that her mum's INSURANCE AGENT passed the stuff to L. how weird is that!
and once she got to glasgow, L was basically hounded by her.
take for example the times she wanted to borrow L's old notes. L specifically told PSY that she should not come in the morning as L was going out. come 8am the next day, she comes buzzing at the door. on a saturday morning. a flat full of sleepy (and no doubt, angry) students have to haul ass out of bed to open the door. and despite explaining to PSY that L was out, PSY insisted on knocking on L's door. just to be sure i suppose? *rolls eyes* she even left a note for her at her door.
case in point 2: senior B
at the glasgow freshers gathering held at my place, we got to talking abt this scary girl who likes emailing GUSS with inane things/qn.
senior B, a medic, actually recognised her as she had encountered her as well! apparantly she also pulled the whole SMSing thing on B. and that she applied for med sch the year before me as well!
oh well, things sort of settled down, until she started claiming she had stalker(s). why (s)? cos her story keeps changing. 1st it's one, then it's a few.
the story goes that they had started harrassing her in glasgow and followed her ON THE PLANE back to singapore. and currently reside outside her block of flats and follow her everywhere. including the school she relief teaches in.
in glasgow, she persistantly called the security guard everytime she thought she saw the stalker. the security guard was real annoyed. cos there was no one there everytime he checked.
back in s'pore she had started SMSing me, aaron and A, this junior of ours.
she asked:
1. what we could do (told her to go to the cops. the cops say they can't do anything unless they actually see them. and she always says they are waiting at her block of flats. but when her and her parents rush down to see them, she claims they went off in a taxi)
2. what do we know abt the situation (in a word my dear? NOTHING. like we know these so called stalker(s) like that)
3. random things like: do you want to go to NDP @ tampines? have you heard anything? (heard what you crazy girl?!)
and then she starts calling us at all odd hours. late at night (11+ or 1+) or early in the morning (like 730 am kinda early!)
then she starts speaking to us in chinese. (she thinks the stalkers can hear her otherwise)
then she sets her pals on us. (aaron got a mysterious call from her friend. who refused to identify herself and insisted aaron identify himself 1st. pls! if you want to call me, pls at least know who i am! he also got another mysterious call from someone who claimed to be a doctor and a friend of PSY's mother)
he also got another mysterious SMS from this guy called Arief. the SMS said that he was a friend of Charlotte and he heard abt michael and wanted to know more.
that last SMS didn't really make sense to me. cos well:
1. i don't have any malay friends named arief. and michael? the polish medic? who?
2. the SMS was from the UK
the latest revalation. the one neville nah has recently revealed to me that a girl matching PSY's description (female. studying in glasgow. from CJC. has stalkers.) goes by the name of CHARLOTTE.
it's official. I'm super freaked out lor. her name in NOT charlotte and well i most certainly do not have stalkers (although one or 2 pseudo-qualified, right nev? heehee)
i hope she's not trying to impersonate me and have pple think i'm crazy.
a part of me wants to dimiss this fear. but i shall know more tmr when i meet up with the one neville nah!
in other news: HENG AH! my luggage isn't overweight. so far.
PS i walked past a poster the other day in somerset MRT. it said. think pple are following you? you could be suffering from psychosis! hmm.. how apt.
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