3rd weekend of March

A few girls and I decided to head up to Genting, just to contribute to the gambling world. There were about 5 of us and we got transported by a luxury cab, so called. After a few minutes of relentless negotiation, the taxi driver agreed in a disgrunted manner to charge us RM100 instead of RM140. Oh by the way, is that expensive ? I'm not quite sure what the market rate is. So if anyone has got a clue, by all means, be my guest.

The journey was speedy and efficient. The air was cooling and it felt like satin on skin - very refreshing. Loved every minute of it, although I have to say that the air up there was a wholesome better before but that was a good 10 years ago. After a few rounds of walking in merry-go-round, YL and I decided to head the casino. I have to say, it was good to be back and hearing the jolly sound of the jackpot. Everything is the same as I remembered it, especially my favourite den albeit this included a series of new games. You may think that I was or am an avid gambler, but trust me when I say this - I am NOT but I do enjoy a few games which bears a whole load of risk. Adrenaline pumping.

YL started to play in a series of 'Tai Sai'. After a few good rounds, I got bored and said "I'll be over there". Finger pointing to the corner where a few games of Blackjack and Baccarat was taking its toll. Got some chips and started playing. Over a few rounds of games through the night, I realised a few things just before I fell asleep. It took me a whole lot longer to decide whether to bet on P or B and I have to be absolutely sure to the point of positive that what I bet on would win or at least possess a high chance of winning. And if I wasn't sure or gut instinct was clouded - I would skip a round. This, I did many times and it was such a long game. All in all, I sat at the Baccarat table for a straight few good hours. Perspiration started to well up when my capital was running low. Adrenalin started to flow in a rapid manner, could feel it all over me. Tension bulding up. Uh-oh . . .

"Right, Maddy. Keep it cool. Just try to breakeven" - This, I thought to myself.

Towards the end of the night or shall I say morning, I managed to breakeven. *phew* Was I glad beyond relief. It's a policy to gamble with the amount of capital of which you are willing to lose and walk away should a that loss materialised. However, I was being such an obstinate gusto and was near to adamant on achieving a breakeven. But I have to say, it was dangerous as judging by the way things were - I could have lost a whole lot more than I was willing to bargained for. But still . . .

Think it will be a long, long time till I step into a casino again.

Modern 'Peeping Tom'

To those of you who have been to my home, will know that my kitchen window is not covered with blind or curtain. We initially tried to but had some trouble while drilling a hole. So we just left it as it is.

As of late, whenever I finished taking my shower and upon coming out from the bathroom, I had a funny feeling that I was being watched. True enough, as I discreetly glanced out the kitchen window, I saw a shadow movement hiding from being seen. So I froze and thought of what to do. Then I decided to come out in view and true enough, there was this skinny sicko with a pervert face looking in. The minute he saw me looking at him, he walked away in a speedy manner. And most of the time, I'm clad in my towel and he seems to be there whenever I'm showering/showered! On another occasion, he even rang my door bell relentlessly and can be seen walking up and down the corridor outside my unit.

The bathroom is located just next to the kitchen and upon coming out from the bathroom, one can see through the kitchen window. The view from the kitchen window faces another unit i.e. a door and opposite that door, is the lift. This is where the 'Peeping Tom' hides whenever he's seen by others.

Initially, when I first saw him ... I thought he was spying on my place as to monitor the timings of our comings and goings so that he can find an opportunity to break in. This, I have informed my housemate and I am sure they are aware. So, we have 2 padlocks now. This was back in December. But it seems that this sicko is certainly more inclined to be a 'Peeping Tom', he stands at the very same place and peeps. And the only time I seem to catch him is whenever I am coming out from the bathroom.

Needless to say, I am beyond frustration and a fear of security. And the fact that my housemate travel frequently and is virtually never at home doesn't help much either. And how are we or I gonna catch this dude? Whenever I see him, I'm too afraid to confront him thinking all sorts ... such as what if he's got a knife with him, what if he touches me ?! Ew .. I seriously don't know what I would do.

My housemate and I have come up with this idea. Get a clear picture of his face, print it and post it all over our condo with a size 60 font saying 'BEWARE OF PEEPING TOM'. SKINNY WITH A PERVERT FACE' , a young chinese male, black hair, pale skin .... etc etc. But how am I gonna get a clear picture of his face ? Maybe I'll just make do with a 'fleeting glance' .....

Anybody with a bright idea on what to do ?