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Tuesday, August 03, 2010; 8:08 am
So the other day I met a pervert on the MRT. The train was seriously packed like a can of sardines, at chinese garden, this guy came in and was beside me, his elbow was like touching mine and I don't mind because it was really very packed. Then at Jurong east, when the people all went out, I shifted to the other door so that I can get out easily later on at Dover. When I did it, he did it to. He shifted to a few steps away from me. I was starting to get suspicious of him, sixth sense I guess. Then I looked down naturally and saw his legs inching closer towards me, in my mind I was like "I knew it! Pervert alert! Beware!" Then his elbow was like touching mine again, so in my mind I was like thinking "Oie oie oie, what the **** are u trying to do u asshole!" Then I move further away, again he inched towards me until the elbow thing again. I was thinking "You go **** your mother la, ****er! If I'm wearing high heel, I'm so gonna make you trip so that I can 'accidentally' poke your eyes out with my heels and say 'ops sorry, my bad.' " Then I cleared my throat and switch my hands over to the other bar, he finally gets the message and inched away. So in my mind I was thinking "Glad you realised before I shout out 'What the hell you trying to do you asshole!', you better get out at the next station or else I will even if it means I'm going to be later than late." Then he left for clementi, that ****er, he's lucky I didn't catch a glimsp of his face or I'm gonna curse him until he drop on to the MRT tracks and get crushed by the MRT going by. Then I think the man in front of me, who was sitting down, saw the entire scene. He has no reaction until the pervert went off then he suddenly look up and glanced at me. WTF is this sia. GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH you ****ing pervert. !@#$@%%%$#%$&^(^&#^!#^%*&*)*(($%!#sdfaegdsfgrt/
