Holy crap. Holy crap. Holy crap. This can go on and on but something frightening really happened.
I was on my way to my grannys so I had to transfer to a bus from the Jurong East Bus Interchange and I boarded this bus.
And besides me, there was this Chinese man and two Black guys in the bus. Yes. Read tt. I have seen them a couple of time before but I couldnt really care less.
So there I was in the bus listenin to Justin Timberlake when I heard someone saying Hello. And then another hello. Out of the corner of my eye, I could actually see one of the Black guys (the one without dreadlocks) looking at me and I was pretty much positive that he was calling out to me.
And so…there I was pretending not to hear and pretending to adjust my earphones to make the point that I was listenin to music and I cant hear them.
Then my phone had to ring and I picked up the call. Once I ended the call, one of the Black guy actually said Excuse me. And this time round, I know I can pretend no more.
So he was talking and I was saying my Say What cuz I really dun catch their accent. I thought they were Jamaican or something.
And then he moved to the sit behind me and started talking and I juz listened and said I am good when he said How are you and shit stuff.
And then he shifted again and sit beside me!! OMG. Seriously, I was so shocked that I dunno how to react.
And he told me how he had noticed me from JE Mrt station and the first thing I could think of was is he like wad…stalking me? Shit man. He was saying shit like how I look sweet or something (I really wasnt listening) and it is weird cuz I was wearin juz t-shirt and jeans and slippers with no makeup and with my hair up in a bun. And he was saying how it was a pleasure to meet me and introduced himself as Hobby. And I was like Hobby? What kinda name is that? But being the Polite me..i juz said cool…ic as if the next normal thing like Viva the panty.
But thank goodness, my phone rang again and I actually dun have to talk to him.
A lil note I muz say. Not that I am racist or anything cuz I am not. It is juz sooooo bloody and I mean really, intimidating. And he is this big guy with muscles and ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. And I was so so afraid that he would put his arms around me or anything.
But it was alright. He didnt touch me or anything. Not even a handshake! Phew! But he seems nice but hey! Usually when I meet new people, I will get good vibes but somehow I sense that something is juz not right. So I am sure to be wary of tt.
I have a Black friend but he is not even pure black. So I have no reasons to judge?
And Hobby said he was from Canada and ting! I thought of Avril. Wuahuaha. Anyways, whenever I replied his questions he frequently used the word le le (pronounced as leh leh) and aye.
And I was thinking, that isnt Canadian. That is more of Scottish. Or Jamaican?
And I had slight trouble understandin the way he talked.
Traumatizing I muz say.
But on the good note, I cut my hair juz now and I quite like how it turned out. Not bad. Maybe the best haircut I had…not say the best lahz…but it feels good. So ya.
My friend juz called me and asked me to buy this month Seventeen issue. Saying he is featured inside. :
