12 February 2004

'Perch' 5 long-hair girls on a high bench at a bus-stop during daylight, best if one of them wearing mini-jean-skirt. Bound to have traffic accidents. I counted 8 drivers who turned and oggled, while waiting for my school bus. And one almost veered off the lane. Phew, the traffic is not yet heavy.

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On my way home just now, I met a pervert on bus. As usual, i made my way to the window side of rear end. While I'm nearly dozing off, a guy with a durain hairstyle, in a blue office shirt came and sat beside me. I carried on my dozing in and out until I feel that that guy leaned on my right arm. What the hell was he trying to do? There's no one sitting on the other side and must he sit that close to me? Mind you, he's not big size, most probably shorter than me.

I feel something is wrong with this guy but I refuse to sqeeze in to the edge because I know the moment I shift, he'll shift in too. I put on a fierce scrowl and folded my arms across just in case he want to 'accidentally' brush across my breasts. Chi Ko Pek! Luckily he's wearing long sleeves or else there would be direct contact. Can't think of it. YIKE!!!

I began to plan how to get back at this guy. At one point when I felt like sneezing, i turned to his direction but then it doesn't really come on. Then, I decided that I gonna step his foot hard with all my weight fully pivoted on my heels when alighting.

A handphone rang and it's not mine. The guy cleverly lean more on me just to get his handphone outta his right pocket. And now his leg could touch mine. Y'ill! I keep telling myself, "REN3", just one more stop, i will be able to carry out my vindictive act. By the way, I was sitting 25 degree from the upright position to minimise contact and imagine i'm doing that for like 10 min. My arm ache liao.

Just right at the stop before mine, that cheeky pig-brain seems to know my secret plan and alighted! DUH!!!!!You could imagine the look on my face while staring into his back. as he trotted out to the front. As that pig-brain tapped his card, he looked back at me and gave me that sneering tiko look. DUH.

Maybe next time the better way to shift in and quickly dump my huge bag in between, before that tiko can shift in. Or best if I start digging my nose and shooting those little golds in his direction.

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