Saturday, April 26, 2008
ok saturday. its finally the weekends and boy im tired. i feel lyk my body can breakdown anytime. so im gonna stay home today and rest!this whole week was a bloody fattening week. i ate full meals for almost every breakfast, lunch and dinner. what about next week? no chance to lose it at all too! cos there will be kfc's, sakura and some birthday dinners waiting. "yumm yumm yumm yumm".
pardon me, fatsos always do dat.
ok lets blog about molesters.
a few days ago selet was molested. she was in the bus packed with people and this man was standing right behind her. he could change body position but he didnt bother to. and his dick was right at her butt! fucks. okay then she was like trying to comfort herself "ok nvm.. maybe he cant move.."
and the next thing he did, he put his hand on her shoulder! she turned and gave him a stare and he let go. a few minutes later he grabbed her thighs! fucks. she whacked him with her elbow and shouted "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
everyone looked including the bus driver. he tried to explain that he was trying to hold the pole. WTF? he got scared and walked straight to the seats at the back of the bus cos many alighted already.
shit. if it was me i would be too traumatised to know what to do either.
ok so u might think. 'its not jus his fault she wore too sexy-ly for man to resist'
WROOOOOOOOOOOOONG.
I got bloody molested TWICE when i was at Mecca. I was in a friggin big sized jubah and a big sized telekong OKAY.
First, i was molested by an USTAZ. YES. A FREAKIN USTAZ from Indonesia. He was the leader of my team. can you believe that.
I jus finished my tawaf rounds and i was SOOOO shagged i couldnt walk straight. i took the escalator up. my parents, my aunties and uncles were in front of me. this freaking man who calls himself Ustaz took the escalator too and stood beside me.
AND. he hugged me. and asked "CAPEK YA? (you tired?)"
WHOAT?? YES IM DAMN TIRED BUT YOU DONT HAVE TO HUG ME.
then he moved his hands down down to my hips. and then he took my hand and rubbed it. my uncle turned around to talk to him and he quickly let go of my hand. GOODNESS. I WAS SOO TRAUMATISED I DIDNT KNOW WAT TO SAY.
back at the hotel room i told my dad. my dad got angry and complained our tour leader and the day after that freakin man backed out.
Next day.
I was looking for some jubahs and he (the shop assistant) approached and showed me some jubahs i might like. he took one and placed it on my body and pressed his hands against my breast. THE HELL.
i pushed his hands away and he pulled my hand to his FRIGGIN DICK WHICH WAS FREAKIN STANDING HARD.
GOODNESS. so many things was going on in my head. i felt nauseous, i wanted to puke, i wanted to cry, i was angry, i really didnt know wat to do. i didnt want to make a scene cos i was right in front of Masjidil Haram and I'm a girl. I went to my dad, I told him and WOOH.
My dad created a scene.
He was sooooooooooooooo bloody angry he shouted and shouted at him the whole street was looking at our direction. He asked him to explain wat did he do to me and he was denying BIG TIME. My dad say "Allah saw what you did you better apologise NOW!"
He said "sorry but i never do anything"
WHAT. i was so mad. i replied him "if you still think you didnt do anything then you say sorry for what!" then he jus said "sorry sorry im sorry"
this bloody molesters really need to be whacked and pissed in the face. really. jus what were they thinking?? they think by doing that we would want to sleep with them? THE HELL. they deserve to sleep in the cell i tell you.
whatever it is, i'll never forget maria's story. she was disturbed by a mat who thinks he's hot. His body was grossly oversized (abang abang body lah tu). He was wearing this tight black v neck top with a dragon print at the back, and a freaking gold necklace around his neck.
and the best part ever: she whacked him with a badminton racket.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. KESIAN BEROK KAYA.
(mana nak dapat berok pakai gold necklace?)
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