Thursday, October 02, 2008
5:47 AM ●

okay fine
all i can say is
NEVER
EVER
EVER
take bus 961 alone
unless you're a guy
or you decide that you'd rather take your chances

anyways
today on the bus home
i got molested.
wonderful yeah?
NOT.

let me explain
i was happily snoozing on the bus
and i think somewhere along kranji that road
this indian guy(i'd say about thirty/fourty something) came in and sat next to me
okay fine
no big
i've nothing against indians
so
i took a glance at him
and eh
looks like he's sleeping
okay all the better
then
he shifted his position
to like
his legs wide apart
and one hand resting on each leg
and at this time
i was like "what the heck is wrong with that guy
is he trying to squash me or something"
then
natural reaction
i moved inside somemore
but what the heck!
his hand which was nearer to me (equals his left side)
started sliding off his thigh
okay i was still watever y'know?
but continued to shift inwards because i was quite grossed out
then his hand slid all the way down till it was totally lying parallel to my thigh
okay i still NEVERMIND
then guess what?
the lil fucker went and stuck his hand under my thigh
(the portion that wasnt resting on the seat)
and OBVIOUSLY
HE 'S SOME SORT OF SICKO
therefore i couldnt take it anymore and went like
*elbows really hard*
"EXCUSE ME" *glares*

WTH.
so for the rest of the trip i was eyeing his hand with venom
thinking that if the fucker tried something again he was going to get pushed off the seat and i would yell "THAT GUY MOLESTED ME!" and then kick his cock so that he'd be impotent for life.

seriously
THAT
KNNBCCB
FUCKER
SON OF A BITCH BASTARD
BLOODY ASSHOLE

okay that wasnt vulgar enough
someone PLEASE enlarge my vulgar vocab

after i got off the bus
i called jy as i was walking home
and there were MANY f words in my speech.
and if you'd heard me cursing
you would have known that this was one effing pissed ny girl

i do regret that i did not confront him
or scream the whole bus down
or kick his dick.
or do much damage to him really.
but i mean
how much damage can 15 year old girl do to some fat ass indian bangla shit?!
(sorry to my indian friends, i love yall but this guy is really. ARGH.)

okay i shall not spend too much time here
after i got home the first thing i did was to wash myself with soap soap and more soap
i still feel dirty please ==''
watever.
told my family
my mom told me to push the guy off the chair and yell "HE MOLESTED ME!"
sadly i didnt.
my lil bro thought i would be SCARED.
puh lease
you think i scared
wtf i am not fucking scared of fucking perverts like this.

am going to wash leg again
byebye.

PLEASE PUBLICIZE THIS IF YOU READ
I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD TO KNOW WHAT A SICKO THAT ASSHOLE IS.

xxxxxx

( Run to the city. )