All in a day's work
I don't understand this but everytime I leave the house, I can't not be greased off at least 5 times during the day... by asian females.
Yes, I don't dress accordingly to the unwritten asian handbook on fashion. I don't wear skin tight black pants, tight singlets with my goods for the world to see, don't try dressing like a teen when I'm clearly not, don't have asian slits for eyes with a face caked in dark makeup, don't speak teenybopper talk, don't have my own asian gang, don't lurk on the corner of some street, don't walk like my hips want to touch my elbows, don't grease off every other female.
I'm an in between. I don't have a great fashion sense but I don't exactly have a suck fashion sense either. I'll wear what I want and when I want damnit. I'll wear my 'home' clothes out if I want to. Who gave you the right to look down at me. I'll look decent when leaving the house, there's no need to look like a clubbing whore every other day.
Hmmm... I do grease off people but only if they grease me off first. I keep to myself. Life is better that way. I swear, I get harassed on the train alot too. If I have earphones in and there's music coming out of my ears... it means I'm not here!! If you ask about directions and stuff, I'll be happy to help but if you think it's funny to annoy me then you can kiss my ass.
- Last week some guy was whispering into my ear 'This is the voice inside your head, can you hear me?
- I was sitting at the back of a nearly empty carriage. This guy comes in and where does he choose to sit? Right next to me. For the whole 30 minute ride he kept inching closer to me... By the time I reached Flinders, I wanted off so bad. He was so close to me that he was on a third of my seat and I was pressed up against the window.
- Another old guy tried to talk to me, his aura was totally creepy... I was staring out of the window, but could see him in the reflection... He seemed to be thinking of a possible convo starter... so I turned up the volume of my mp3 to make sure that he could hear the music. T____T
Do I need like to publicly declare that I want to be left alone on the train to strangers??? Leave me be... Train time is my zoning out sessions. Just me and my music.
OMG. I just remembered this one time when I was on the train, this scruffy bummy guy came on. He was carrying a big duffel bag. He seemed kind of at a loss for some reason. He ditched his duffel bag on the seats across the isle from me. Then he kinda stalked off down the isle. My inital thought was... Shit, I'm going to die - It's a bomb. I was hella wrong... I looked over and it was partially open. It was filled with twenty and fifty dollar bills... Farrrrk... So tempting. A duffel filled with money... Shopping... Food... *drools* I thought well, this could be like candid camera or something similar and I definitely don't want to be caught out. Two, there are camera's on the train. Three, the guy was on the train walking up and down the isle... Seemed kinda scary to try that kind of thing cause he could whip out a gun and shoot us all. So in the end I didn't do anything. The guy sitting across from me was also staring at the money.
See people? If you want weird shit, come down my line - Broadmeadows Line.
Platform 3 at Melbourne Central or 5 at Flinders Station.
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LOL, I don't mean they have a problem with how you dress. It's just the fact they glare you down evilly. ^^;;