Today is the 26th of May 2008. Woke up at 7.47am and found myself running late for the MOE teaching interview scheduled at 9am. (And I also dreamt of myself being late for the interview, in the end had to call the person-in-charge to inform them about it). So anxious me hurried to wash up, then gulped down coffee and 2 slices of bread, got changed and went out. But so suay upon reaching the ground floor, the rain started pouring and poor me had to take out my umbrella to walk to the 240/246 bus stop near Parc Vista to get to Lakeside. But the rain just got so big that I had to turn in to the HDB flats route to walk to the MRT station instead.
As I just stepped into the shelter of the FIRST HDB flat, I saw an Indian (no racism intended over here) standing there with his hands holding something and fiddling at his pelvic region. On a closer look (as I was walking towards the HBD flat and he was somewhere near the entrance) I saw that he was actually ma****bating. OH MY TIAN. I quickly held the umbrella to block him, and hurried away in another direction. THIS IS FFFREAKING UNLUCKY AND DISTURBING. Ran till about 2 meters away den turned back to see if he’s behind…SHUCKS. And I was wearing heels at that moment!!! He was following behind me…DAMM IT. Really very scary to be in that situation. Moreover it was raining and there weren’t much people around. Though in the past when I saw something like that on TV, I would have said, “Just hit him in the groin la.” But being a TV viewer and in the situation was entirely different. I was really scared out of my wits and in the back of my mind; I just want to get out from that place to somewhere populated. Luckily I was nearing the MRT station, and there were some people walking towards it too. Boarded the train then off to MOE interview.
I couldn’t really comfort myself at that moment. Was really turning hysterical…Wanted to cry out but who dares to cry in such a crowded environment? I tried to stabilise my mind. And that was when this stupid guy stepped on my toe. Sianx. I wanted to scream at him at that moment to vent my anger and all the cramped up emotions. And I still had an interview to go. So silently, I kept to myself, forced to bring out a smile on my face and said..."It's okay."
Went for the short teaching interview that lasted about 10 mins, and then left the place for home. Saw this JJC gal from s19, and WOW, she can recognise that I'm from s16! And she's after my turn...I was the first interview of the day. We both got the same results except for GP and Econs. And she didnt take Chinese. Took 198 home, on the way really felt like crying, in the end wept. Thought for a very long while through the journey. Wonder what would happen if he learnt about what happened in the morning?
I didnt tell anyone else, partially cos I am going to blog about this today, and everytime talking about this crap send tremors down my spine...thinking about the running away and feeling so helpless while a demon is behind chasing after you.
No wonder I have dreams on running up and down through a HDB flat without lifts and exits.
Went back to work as per normal, faking that fake smile on my face and pretending nothing at all happened. Truth is, this is gonna affect life somehow. I hope not.
Then dear you got take out your knife and prepare to cut his thing just in case? :( i'm going to kill that indian. was his reply.
Yes, I will. By then I'll have castrated all men. (: *WELL DONE*