I can't remember the last time I was truly freaked out. Until today, that is. And I mean, 'honestly scared' when I say 'freak out'. Well, not SCARED scared, but enough to make me take the situation seriously.

………geez, the shivers are still running up my spine.

Here's what happened. I was walking towards home with a friend (let's call him Josh) who takes the same bus as I do. His house is near mine, so after we get off the bus we just walk together until we separate for our own ways. Well today was basically the same; we get off the bus, walk about 9 minutes together until we reach ChaoZhou Street where he turns left and I continue walking the last kilometer back home (I live a long way from the bus stop I know).

Well see, there's this series of back-alleyways that I know of that can save me at least 15 minutes and where I come out at the back of my apartment building. I normally walk along the main roads, but it's been raining heavily lately, and today I just wasn't up for wet socks, spattered legs (I was wearing my pe shorts) and stinky feet, so I turn into one of the alleys and began walking. It's quiet like alleyways usually are, and decently lit up since it was only a little after six. There are mainly apartment buildings located there, with the odd shop and whatnot. I walk on at a pretty fast pace, and pretty soon there's just two more alleys I gotta pass before I'm home. So I'm walking, walking, and just up ahead I see the main road. As I walk by, I also glance at the second-last corner where there's this some kind centre that looks like it teaches kids English or something. I have this assumption 'cause I see foreigners there and kids too.

This time, however, as I pass it I see these two white people. One was this fatty Caucasian with a balding head, and the other was a middle-aged/youngish man with dark brown hair and a mustache that made me think of the Jesus Christ images they have at the church. He was wearing a navy blue hoody with dark khaki pants. I don't know why I paid attention to these details at the time. They were just squatting there in front of the centre place, on the steps at the corner and just talking. I could understand them, 'cause they were speaking English. Then for some reason, I just felt I shouldn't be walking so conspicuously with an ipod in my hand, so I put my earphones and ipod away as I passed them. I walk for about ten meters and I'm nearly at the corner of the last alley when, from nowhere, I had an urge to look back. So I turn my head just slightly to the left, and from the corner of my eye, I saw THE MAN WITH THE HOODY AND KHAKI PANTS. NOT FIVE FUCKING METERS AWAY. I'M NOT EXAGGERATING.

I knew I'd been too obvious, that he knew that I knew that he was there, so I stop. Don't ask why, it was just an instinct. On impulse, I also reach into my shoulder bag for my cell phone. I wasn't even thinking at the time, so I don't know why I did that, I just came to a complete stop, took out my cell, pressed the first speed dial (my brother) and held the phone to my left ear.

The man kept on walking, right past me (I smelt his cologne), and it wasn't until I noticed that that I started really thinking properly again. I looked down at my cell phone (I completely forgot I called my brother; he asked about that later in the evening ) and told myself I was being paranoid. But when I look up again, I saw that the man was in the same position I was in a few seconds earlier; his head was turned to the left so I had a profile of his face, and HE WAS FUCKING LEERING AT ME. Yes, I know how to tell a smile from a leer, thank you; I'm telling you, there was a fucking leer on his face!!!

At that point I lost all coherent thought and just hurried away to my left, into a smaller alley, and I didn't even remember to look back to see if he backed up or followed or anything. It wasn't until I noticed I was back on the main road several buildings away from my apartment with other pedestrians that I regained my train of thought.

Man, today's the first time I've breathed a sigh of relief upon entering my home.

…………………the end. Tell me, am I overreacting? Because I do know I can be overly suspicious of people at times, for no reason.

*sigh*

Anyway, ART NEWS. Apparently, that wallpaper I made (you know, the collage of lily's work and my chibis) violated the rules and was considered art theft or some shit like that. So DA had it taken down; sorry people. I still have it for my desktop screenshot though (*nudgenudgehinthint*).

On a happier note, I've just scanned in at least ten drawings from the last few months from a folder which I believed to be lost, which I found today. Now all that's left is to fix them up on photoshop~ Once I get my crappy tablet working again anyway.

Alright, that's all for today. If you had the patience to read to the end, well, you must have the patience of…oh I donno…a spider. Or anything that's well-known for their tolerance. Whatever. I was always bad with metaphors.

Thank you, and good night!

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WIP's

Artworks:
1. Akatsuki!Ita x Pre-Mangekyou!Ita - where'd you come from
2. MadaIta - A Teacher's Legacy (doujin)
3. Ita+Kisa - Kitachi and Itame
4. Orochimaru + someone - Put it back, now
5. Mada + Ita - You done up there...?
6. Itachi + Pikachu – WTF
7. and so much more.

Writing:
1. KisaIta BD
2. ItaxMada - Too Much
3. (no title yet) - Daiya Yamazaki

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