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A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/20/2003; 8:02 AM This is an assignment for my Philippine Literature Class. It’s what my professor called a stalking exercise. I hope you get something from it. I was strolling by the mall, one of the places that I really hated to go to because I am a devoted homebody. I wanted to buy another book to keep my spare time occupied because I’ve finished with all of the other books that I owned. So I passed by the bookstore. I went towards the modern books section because I was trying to find a book by an author, particularly the ones that were written during the 20’s up to the 80’s.I’m a big fan of the modern to post modern writings by the way. I was browsing on the shelves, which, on my opinion, were a little bit too clustered together. I mean they shouldn’t be so close to each other. There’s hardly any space to move in-between the shelves and the environment when you’re crouching between them just doesn’t seem right. It’s as if they were trying to annoy customers by depriving them of space. I believe they cramped the space because the place that they got, though not small, was just not enough to hold the numerous merchandise that they were trying to sell. They were just saving space, but I think they were also trying to sell too much and therefore crammed the place with stands and shelves. That is not good, especially for claustrophobics like me. Anyway, I was in this position, you know-crouched in-between the shelves and being uncomfortable as hell, tearing my brain apart between Steinbeck or Hemmingway when I caught this figure of a girl towards my left, right across the traffic lane into the left part of the modern section. I came to her attention because of her clothes. What did she wear that caught my attention? Well it really caught my attention because it was a beige spaghetti strap! Any straight guy would look at that; if you know what I’m trying to say. It was paired with tight fitting blue jeans and a pair of also beige-colored sneakers with white lining across the sides. She had a black, shoulder-length, straight cut hair (something I incredibly adore in a girl) that hung downwards, covering her face because she was looking at the cover of a book. She tucked it behind her ears though, I believe it was getting in the way of her glancing on the cover of the book, and it revealed a pretty face, not cosmetics pretty like most of the girls that you would find today whenever you trek down the streets and certainly not whorey pretty like the women that you tend to see late at night waiting on the side of the road but rather, natural, no, fresh beauty. She had chinita features, you know, chinese eyes, smooth, thin and perfectly rounded lips, white, fair, unblemished skin. When you look at her you would certainly have this prefigurement that she was a nice person. She was small though at around 5 foot 2 or maybe even smaller (I’m not good at identifying heights) which was why I branded her as petite. Then I remembered, I had an assignment for my literature class that required stalking a stranger and writing down their characteristics and your feelings during the exercise. I think that if should stalk someone I might as well stalk a beautiful girl rather than waste my time following around an old hag, disgusting myself and driving me out of my mind. I’m not exactly fond of old people, except my grandmother which I love dearly so, I made up my mind and decided that I should stalk her even though I hated the idea that a sweet-looking girl like her could end up getting the fright of her life from being followed around by a complete stranger. She picked up a book. It was Tennessee Williams’ The Glass Menagerie, the one she was looking at, a very good book indeed with all the glass animals, a touching story, which could only be written by a true genius in the literary arts such as Tennessee Williams is. She went towards the counter so I got up and followed her. There wasn’t much of a line so she was soon on her way paying the cashier for the book. She went outside. I followed her closely but not that close still, I don’t want to have a restraining order slapped onto my face so I found it suitable to proceed with caution. We went around the hallway for quite some time. She made constant stops in front of store display windows; she looked at displays as if she was going to buy one, with thorough examination and analysis. Man was she sexy! There are a lot of girls out there with beautiful faces and yet an unseemly figure. Some are chubby and some are too slender. Most have knockers that are either flat or that are so over developed that they tend to sag even with a sports bra. Well in her case she’s just moderate. As they say moderation is the best; she’s got a nice, moderate figure. Not fat, not slim and not voluptuous-she was in the middle perfectly, from her shoulders to her thighs down to her feet. Her breasts were plump but not enormous like that of a cow. Damn! I’m getting perversive am I? But hey, I’m man and that’s how 95% of men think when they see a girl for the first time, perversive. Also, she had this gesture with her hands wherein she kept on holding her right index finger with her left hand. I think she was pulling it or something but I can’t picture it from where I’m standing from. It’s funny though because by doing this I seemed to notice that she had soft looking hands. It’s as if they’re more delicate as that of a gossamer. Well because of this gesturing, the plastic bag containing her book, which was tucked underneath her arms, fell. She picked it up and then she went on her way. I got up because I was sitting on one of the chairs of a café, you know, the ones right in the middle of malls. A makeshift café, which are usually underneath escalators and has foldable fences around them. Anyway I got up and followed her. Soon we have reached the point of my activity that I was most fearful of, the end of our activity. She was now headed towards the exit. I sighed as I saw her walkout through that door; her crossing over suddenly made me felt gloomy but hey, I don’t know her and I can’t ask her to stay because that would be too weird so I turned back. I walked towards the bookstore once again, hoping to find the book I’ve always wanted to read. I still hadn’t made up my mind between Steinbeck and Hemmingway; I guess I’d just take Tennessee instead.
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/21/2003; 3:10 AM YEH! Coloqualism rules!!!
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/21/2003; 7:24 AM Ick! You passed this yesterday?! Oh well, she'll like this anyway... but... nevermind... Which mall did you go to when you did the stalking? SM Fairview?
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/21/2003; 8:12 AM I went to a mall within' my head for imagination is the best way to picture a complete stranger...he he he!
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/27/2003; 3:28 AM Aieee!!! Curse Youuu!!! But you did see someone who reminded you or gave you and idea of that person, right?
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/27/2003; 3:35 AM Nope. Well, maybe a former highschool classmate of mine but not too much.
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/27/2003; 3:37 AM Online ka pala?! Anyway, do you think I should I post mine?
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/27/2003; 3:41 AM I think so, para ma puta naman kita(Ladies and gentlemen who doesn't understand Filipino pls. just ignore this statement, it's not worth while to find out what I've just said. Really.)
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/27/2003; 3:50 AM Yes, please don't mind the message above... Sira, mamaya, nakakatamad maglagay ng tags!
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/27/2003; 4:06 AM It's just fiction, no need for tags. Just copy it then paste the whole darn thing and you're all set to go.
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/27/2003; 4:24 AM It worked, thanks there....
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/27/2003; 6:17 AM Slowly but surely, thru these exercises that we are having, Miss Guevarra is turning us all into lunatic stalking and murdering machines. ==/===> >(-_-)=> Tsak! Ugh! Just got knifed!
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: damnthree on 2/28/2003; 5:55 AM R.A.B. It's so unusual for a guy to stalk in his mind...According to the research of a known sociologists. A guy who pretends something to be true,must be a very delusional and delirial person. You must be a very disturbed pervert then...
DONT BOTHER TRYING TO TELL ME YOUR BELIEFS,
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Daryl Del Rosario on 2/28/2003; 6:01 AM Yes, I see your point there... Your claims are very reasonable, and very convincing. Yes, he is quite sick when it comes to these things. Ron, cut it out with those cheesy pics will ya!
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 2/28/2003; 6:31 AM I think you misunderstood me damnthree, I was just too lazy to go to the mall and look for a seemly person to stalk. I am a lazy sonuvabitch ya know.
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Mark Morgan on 2/28/2003; 9:31 PM Hi! Damnthree! Good to meet you! I'm one of the administrators around here, and it is my duty to inform you that "...A guy who pretends something to be true,must be a very delusional and delirial person. You must be a very disturbed pervert then...DONT BOTHER TRYING TO TELL ME YOUR BELIEFS, YOUR POINT OF VIEW IS PRETTY SCREWED TO ME" is not welcome here. Perhaps you were kidding. Kidding is good, if the parties know each other and each know the other is joking. Kidding is not good out of the blue. Namecalling is completely unacceptable here. Your writing you posted is more than welcome here, and more of it, please! But please bear in mind that we are writers, with fragile egos and occasionally hot tempers. Diplomacy is most often order of the day here.
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: R.A.B. on 3/1/2003; 3:44 AM Cool! The Bleachers...mmmm...swearing and bad mouthing...nah,not my style although I swear a lot but not addressed to others, just to myself...usualy.:)
RE: A Stalking Exercise: The Girl That Bought “The Glass Menagerie” By: Carlo de los Santos on 3/17/2003; 11:04 PM yah...we both know each other...but not when i use "damnthree"...
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