I’m so fucking tired. But I need to update.

I went to Mustafa (all the way to Farrer Park for gloves!) and everywhere else, and the mrt journey was uncomfortable. When I went back, it was a lot worse.

There was this old man (not really old, but pervy old.) who came to sit next to me. And he spread out his legs, and leaned towards me, purposely. I kept squeezing myself against the glass, but he kept pushing himself towards me. From Dhoby Ghaut to Woodlands, I was sardined. And it was uncomfortable, because for fucks sake, his thighs were rubbing against mine! EW. FUCK. Maybe I thought his balls were too huge that he couldn’t sit properly, but when I reached Woodlands, I got up, and he slid to my seat straightway. Like pushing me, and he said rather pervertically , ‘Goodbye, sayang.’ (Malay for ‘goodbye darling.’) I was fucking muffed.

Throughout the whole fucking ride I was annoyed as fuck and he comes whispering to my ear. Can anything be more disgusting? And hey fuck, he followed me. I was scared shit. So I went into Causeway Point and lost him after walking like really really fast.

Stupid fuck.

I’m like the old men magnet. I’ve noticed that old men say hello to me and wave at me and ask where I’m going and stuff. And like kacau. Stupid fuckers. Ewwwwww. Go to Batam! Yuck yuck yuck yuck. And lol why can’t I be a young men magnet? Like ugh, at least they are less disgusting.

Anyways, I got a water bottle from Mustafa. Lol. And a laptop case from CP. What a waste of time. And meeting a potential rapist.

I need to get it off my head. God, ew. It’s disgusting.