Wednesday, May 03, 2006
shit .
i am very much traumatised .
i was on my way to school in the afternoon .
i was innocently & patiently waiting for my bus at the bus stop .
when out of nowhere , some old busdriver sat beside me .
thinking he was just some old busdriver next door , i continued messaging my cousin not giving two hoot about him .
out of a sudden he said sorry & i went huh ? & ignored him cos i saw him accidentally sitting on the sling of my bag .
but no , that isnt the stop of everything .
he continue talking & asking me so many questions .
dumbass busdriver : blahblahblah .. i heard smtg like male or milk lah ( i couldnt be bothered to pay attention anyway) myself : looks at him & go , huh ? rolls eyes .
dumbass driver : so where u going girl ?myself : umm school .
dumbass driver : ooh where are you schooling at ?myself : a school . ( i cant possibly tell him where im schooling in case he starts stalking me or whatever not )
dumbass driver : huh ? how come you're all alone in the afternoon ? ( he kept staring at me . esp my shirt ! maybe cos the design is so gorgeous cos my classmates was complimenting me )myself : cos i am not with a group of friends ! & rolls eyes & went fuck .
dumbass driver : what did u just say ? oh wheres your mom ( what the fuck has my mom got to do with our conversation & myself going to school ?myself : in bugis with my aunt .
dumbass driver : whoa . for ?myself : how in the world would i know & would you mind ? rolls eyes & started calling my classmate asking her keep me company .
bloody hell i tell you .
if it wasnt a crowded place , i would have just screamed profinities at him .
i kept my cool at him cos firstly i'm a girl & i wouldnt want to complicate matters when he was simply opening a conversation &
pervictically staring at me .
& what the fuck has my mom got to do with the conversation & where i'm schooling at , matters so much ?
he was a total complete stranger & he was supposed to be doing his job cos he boarded the same bus as me to check on the fares .
& i was extremely paranoid & shaky all over when he boarded the same bus .
thank god he alighted a few stops later or i wouldnt have known what to do .
&& he was not supposed to chat with me trying to know about my personal life .
cheebong , you
wrinkled & rotting old bus driver .
as silly as this may sound , you traumatised me badly .
i was super uncomfortable & insecure when you look at me & open a conversation .
& what was perplexing enough was that , i was showing
minimal skin .
i was merely wearing my esprit round neck top with three quarts .
its not as if i am having
boobs to exposed & let you drool & be orgasmic all over .
thanks for the experience man .
