Close encounters of the Indonesian kind<

Yesterday afterwork I went to the local mall, cause I was feeling a tad bit homesick and needed a little bit of capitalism and good ol Starbucks to remind me of Vancouver. I was quite content to sit there in Starbucks with my Japanese homework, sipping my non-fat caramel steamer. I felt quite a bit better after my mall experience. That is until I get on the bus and then run into my Indonesian stalker friend. Aiya!!! It all started on the bus from the mall, just when I thought it was safe to start answering my phone again.


Anyways, we were chatting again. I was telling him I go home in 3 months hoping he would get the point that I am leaving and he should leave me alone. I was telling him how I miss my family and my friends. He then said, you probably miss your boyfriend too...hmmm...right...yeah..my boyfriend..I miss him too. I kind of let him believe I have a boyfriend, well I did not correct him. I think it was cause he saw me and Barney together a few weeks ago when he was here and cause I told a little white lie saying I had a "boyfriend" in Canada...well you know, boys can be friends too. I just did not explain the difference between boyfriend and boy friend.


Between my bad Japanese and his Japanese I said I would go bowling with them this weekend. I tried to get out of it, I told them I was busy on Saturday, something about a school baseball game, he then asked about Sunday, I told him I was busy during the day, he then asked about night...I could only lie about being busy to an extent, so now I am going to go bowling with them...and then he mentioned about something riding with me home....hmmm..hopefully I heard wrong. At this point I am hoping my friends Billy and Tara come along. Afterall, if I am going to meet random men it is always better to bring friends.