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Saturday, February 26, 2011

Yi Weiiiiiiiiii ♥ I love you so much, you know that? Today, when I told you that I got molested in that packed train, you got all panicky and quickly asked me if I could remember the man's face, the time and place. and you began to tell me everything about how every station has a cctv, report fast and they could catch him. You were even willing to go to the police station with me. Awww Yi Weiiiiiiiiiii (': At least I know some people care.

I was so...ughh. The train was packed TTM. I thought it was just a bag or something...but I began to get suspicious when it started moving up and down....but when I felt a sudden blow of cold air between my legs, I realized that my skirt was being lifted and something was touching me under my skirt. I turned around and saw no bag. It was an old man. Ugghhhhh. When I turned to him, he looked back at me with the "oh shit, I'm caught" face. Then the train doors opened at the next station and he immediately alighted. Ughhh. I was so conscious of every man that went near me after that. I feel so dirty right now....




Like I warned. Don't ever take me for granted.