i got a blog response.. woohoo..
in the sequel, i hear from a friend her version of the looming felons:
*since she calls herself an animal n all, will keep her identity anonymous*
on one of her days back here.. she writes…
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the family was chatting outside her uncle's house when some guy pulled up in car, smashed the window of his van and stole his highway transponder thingy (which apparently was worth only $100 bucks and the system was going to expire in a few months too). stupid! there were about 8 people in the compound, albeit mostly the old folks, and tons of neighbours everywhere - still he has the guts to do this. damn... me being a canadian chicken, and not used to this sort of madness, ran straight into the house, with my heart racing. meanwhile all the locals were yelling... hoi! hoi! hoi! running after the car to take down the license plate (probably stolen car too). after that, everyone started sharing stories about similar things happening to them - stolen bonsai, stolen handbag (3 accounts), stolen cellphone w/ injury, stolen jewellry, even stolen bata shoes! talk about desperation. it's scary when the stories are not of a second cousin's uncle's half brother's nephew. now, it's really hitting too close to home - a friend or a relative. man, my paranoia has reached new levels. now u know why i defected. malaysia's a scary place for paranoid chickens with weak hearts.
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