Monday, March 12, 2007
All kinds of people..
[The perverted weirdos]There are all kinds of people in this world. I know. I believe most people know too. Now, let me tell you a true story about the two weirdos that I met today. Yeah. Both of them had some things in common. For example, they are both males, both are probably in their mid-forties(my guess, judging by their appearance), both smiled at me, AND both of them were on vehicles, using their honk/bell at me. I was dragging my feet to the MRT station to take the train to work, when I met Weirdo No.1. He was riding on a bicycle. From a distance, I saw him coming. Yes, even though I did not wear my spectacles, I am not that near sighted that i can't even see his bicycle from a distance. Then, since I saw him from a distance, I quickly siam(move away), you think I am so stupid meh?Guess what that bugger did? He still rang his bell at ME! Mind you, I already siam, and since I am not a fat person(cos' I am often told I am too skinny), I am already not occupying much space on the pavement. So when I siam the first time, which was the time when I saw him at a distance, I was already walking so much at the left side that I was almost walking on the grass. AND when he rang the bell at me, I siam again, this time definitely walking on the grass, all the while puzzled and wondering why he, unlike other cyclist, needed so much space and that why he needed to continuously ring the bloody bell, since I already siam again to the grass patches. It was until I saw the bloody grin on his face while he continued ringing his bloody bell that I realized he was doing it on purpose!!!! YES, all the while non-stop ringing from his bell, even when I siam till I was walking on the grass!!! I really wanted to kick his bike and rip the bloody bell off his stupid bike!!!!GOSH. There must be something wrong with him. That was why I call him a weirdo. AND since his grin seemed so lecherous, I call him the perverted weirdo. Now, for the story of Weirdo No.2. This time, again, I was walking towards the MRT station, but on a happier note, because I was walking home from work. I was waiting at the pavement for the vehicles to drive by as I wanted to cross the road. As there were a lot of vehicles moving by, I stood there for some time. Now, all this seemed like an ordinary day. Then, Weirdo No.2 appeared. He came by in the form of a man (duh!), and he was driving his blue lorry. Well, at first I didn't pay attention to him because, to me, his was just another vehicle from the so many vehicles before his that I had to wait for to pass. BUT his honking caught my attention, especially since he honked as he passed me. Cos' every vehicle was moving by me reasonably slow (cos' quite a lot of vehicles) without honking. At first I thought the lorry was honking at some vehicle in front of him, till I SAW HIS FUCKING FACE!!YES, that bugger was looking at me as he passed me and honked, with an ugly grin on his face!!!!What is his problem???? His grin while he looked at me looked freaking lecherous to me so I hereby called him perverted Weirdo No.2! AND at this point I felt like buying lots of honks and blast it at his ears!Seriously, what is their problem? Even though their freaking grins looked fucking lecherous, I am still wondering what I had done to make them grin like lechers at me. It can't be (*gasps*) my attire! OH yeah, my attire was soooooo sexy, that it made them go bonkers and honkers on me. Picture this: I was wearing black FROM HEAD TO TOE, and I was in short sleeve black shirt, and loooong boring BLACK PANTS. I mean, I was going to work, mind you! How's that for sexy??? Well, if those work clothes are sexy, I shudder to think if they see me wearing my pretty skirts or my favourite boots, what will they think of those??Well, if it is not because they felt I looked sexy, but that I am pretty, then I have to rant about this. Why only weirdos and perverts find ME pretty????? Why lah??? Why can't it be some normal handsome guy of MY AGE find me pretty, WHY must it be some old man (I don't care if they are only in mid-forties, to me they ARE JUST OLD LAH!!!) and not some handsome normal guy of my age???(Yeah, I know, I am repeating myself, but I can't help it.) Note that I said handsome normal guy, cos' I met an ugly weird guy of my age before professing his undying love for me when he only saw me ONCE, love at first sight he claimed. But professing his undying love??? WEIRD. Not to mention how it made me wanted to puke. Sorry, I digressed, that story for another time. Back to the topic, or rather the question that I kept asking. Let me tell you why. Because I am not pretty lah. So simple!!!! So, in conclusion, I AM NOT PRETTY, nor was I wearing too sexily that they were so called seduced. It's just that these old men are just plain weird and perverted(due to their lecherous grin which were directed at me), and that they probably honked and rang their bell at any young girls. So FREAKY and YUCKY lah!(*Bleh*)
Joyce Kho Ming Zhen ♥
8:45 PM
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