I received a phone call this morning at freaking 8.30 am.I raised my head groggily from my pillow and looked at Beth, cos I thought that was her alarm clock.

Finally I realised it was actually my phone ringing on the shelf next to me so I picked it up.

“Hello?” (in forced sweet/high tone because my voice, manly in usual circumstances, sounds like a dinosaur’s in the morning)

“Hello..” (guy says in weird, throaty, breathy voice)

“Who is this?” (not getting that its a prank call by a sexual harrasser)

“Guess…”

“I dunno!” (thinking that it’s one of my dumb friends in Malaysia who has nothing better to do than wake me up and play guessing games with me)

“Guess…”

(getting irritated) “Wait, are you American?”

“Yes…”

“Then I don’t know you.” (hangs up phone with style)

Hahahha! He must be damn zhar tou. It didn’t even occur to me that he could be a scary phone sex person, I was only damn irritated that this person has nothing better to do than call me and make me guess who he is.

But it’s most probably someone calling from a nearby jail. >.<
Cos that happened last year too.