2004-09-12
at 5:07 a.m.
^&$@!#)(*$*%!
its 5am on sunday.
and i'm still awake in an attempt to finish my homework and save my ballet exam.
(my dad said that i must finish all my hw by 10pm on sunday to get permission to take the exam)
this is a desperate measure.
GODDDDDDDDDDDD I'M SO TRAUMATISED.
i was at ntuc in coro after my piano lesson shopping for groceries with my mom yesterday. and i noticed this freako indian guy who had this perved smile permanently plastered on his its face, his its eyes glued to every single female specimen of the human species that passed his its way. i was damn freaked and hid behind my mom the whole time. then when we paid for our stuff and everything, my mom asked me to take the trolley and wait for her at the pick-up point while she drove the car over. i realised that the freako indian guy was still loitering around the exit of ntuc, perved smile and all. disturbing all the little kids and women. so i pointed him it out to my mom and i tried to tell her what a chee ko pek he it was. cos i didnt want to wait for her all alone with that idiot loitering around.
AND SHE DIDNT GET ME. god how could she not have noticed him it in the supermarket?! so i stayed at the pick-up point waiting for her all alone.
then that bloody guy saw me. and walked really close to me ON PURPOSE. and even stuck his its tongue out at me.
god i felt like chopping his its bloody tongue off, i swear.
then he it stood at the side and kept on staring, and making weird faces at me. all the time with this lewd smile on his its face.and he kept scratching his crotch area
and all the while i just couldnt stop thinking "FOR GOD'S SAKE. JUST FUCK OFF WILL YOU"
i was so tempted to give him it the 3rd finger.
and for the first time in my life i wished that i was fat and ugly (not that i'm not already) and even wished that i was a guy.
i kept on trying to look away. but once i looked away i got super paranoid.
and when my mom FINALLY came, that f*cking idiot still had the cheek to stare. despite the fact that my mom was staring so hard at him it, i thought he it would cry.
bloody hell. i'm NEVER going to wear shorts to coro EVER AGAIN.
all i can say is, thank god that son of a bitch didnt touch me. i wouldnt want to come in contact with such FILTH. such people shouldnt even be referred to as 'HE'. they're all 'IT's.
and i thought there wasn't anyone pervier than pok.
ohh and germy! i can't sleep tonight eitherrrrr. that freak's face just keeps reappearing in my head.
I WANT A HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! but its late at night (early in the morning rather) and everyone is asleep.
ohh whatever.
was that my tummy growling?