The Flash-Light

Few days back, I was at Masjid Jamek Putra LRT Station. I need to take this Putra LRT to KL Sentral. While waiting at the station for the LRT to arrive, I saw this hunk at the platform. Naughty as I always am, I nonchalantly took out my cellphone, switch the camera on, off the flash light and prepare myself to do the thing I always do.

Someone wanna take photo of me?

While he was walking over towards my direction, I positioned my cellphone and held it high enough trying to capture that hunk. When he was almost near, I immediately SNAPPED! "Chk-kek!" The camera sounded. Once captured, I look at my phone pretending looking at sms or something. I was disappointed to found that the photo taken was blur. He must have walked too fast and my "slower-a-bit" camera phone couldn't capture it right!

So, not giving up, I hunted the hunk down again. He was not far from me also waiting for the LRT to arrive. I slowly making my way towards his direction, approaching him when I saw the LRT was arriving. We got on board together. Luckily not so many people was on the LRT. Maybe because most of the people still having their Raya holiday and not yet coming back to KL for work. Anyway, trying to stable myself by holding at the holder provided in the LRT, I took out my cellphone again and switch on my camera. Waiting for the right moment and right time.

When I found the train was not so shaky and the ride was not so bumpy, I raised my cellphone positioning to the right direction and without much hesitation, I click on the capture button. Now, not only did the sound "chk-kek" was on, my stupid flash-light was fucking ON too!

Fucked! No doubt the flash light caught everyone's attention. I immediately pull down my cellphone, pretending I was clicking the wrong button just now and avoiding any eye-contact with anyone in the LRT. I can feel my face was red and my ears were hot. What would the passengers thought I was doing?! No one made any comment or questions.

Thank goodness the LRT arrive at KL Sentral not so long after that. I quickly made my way out of the train and took a deep breath. The hunk's destination was also KL Sentral as I saw him get out of the train too. But I decided not to snap him anymore. He must have thought I was a crazy stalker. Well, I am!

Yes, crazy stalker I am!

Perhaps I should stop this cam-whoring habit! No one knows I might get into troubles, such as a pissed-off hunk pressing me against the wall with his face close to mine (after noticing I was taking his photo with my cellphone) and asked what I was doing... OK, I was bull-shitting again. Come on, hunky studs are simply irresistible!