Friday, April 07, 2006 || stupid bastard rapist guys
- Alright, in case you were wondering if I was joking or exaggerating about seeing a ghost in my mirror last night, I WASN'T.
I KNOW I saw a moving shadow in it. I just couldn't figure what it was. And I'm not too sure if I ever wanna find out, either.
Plainly put, I was freaked out. I mean, I don't think I'm a coward, but when it comes to these kinda things ... Let's just say I'd rather NOT meet a spirit/ghost instead of meeting one. :)
I mean, I was freaked out so badly until I didn't even dare to sleep in my own house yesterday. Yesh, I REALLY saw a freaking shadow in my mirror, and until I find out what is it, I will remain ... freaked out. Until I get over it, I guess.
Anyway, another freaky tale to tell.
(I SWEAR, LOOKING AT MY LUCK RATIO FOR THE PAST TWO DAYS, SOMEBODY MUST'VE CURSED ME.)
I wanted to stay at my friend's house yesterday, since I was afraid of my own room. So we both watched a 9.30 p.m show, Ice Age 2, at IOI mall.
(The show was probably one of the best shows I've watched this year! And asides from V for Vendetta, I've watched pretty much everything ... so it's a DEFINITE MUST SEE! And I finally got a chance to visit Ivy's workplace to .......... *coughs* :D)
Anyway, the show ended at 11 something. And because neither of us have a car, we had to wait for a bus outside IOI mall, at the bus stand.
The place was, well, REALLY dark. And very quiet, with nobody around.
The first bus that stopped said that the bus "sudah berhenti", and I don't really want to figure out WHY, or what the heck is that supposed to mean.
After that, anyway, while my friend and I were talking ... this short, chinese-indon looking guy came and introduced himself to us. I didn't even notice him standing behind us at first.
So I ignored him while my friend politely smiled and nodded. He didn't know which language could we speak, since I pretended to ignore him most of the time, and he started talking in various different languages and finally settled on malay.
He crapped a lot, with my friend smiling stonily. I wasn't really scared at that time yet, cause it isn't really the first time strangers introduced themselves to me, and most of the time I ignore them anyway ...
Then after awhile, he asked: "Apa agama kamu?" (What's your religion?)
I THOUGHT he was asking me for my NAME. Nama. So I quickly answered: "Angelica."
(WTF?! ANGELICA? How the hell did I came up with that ar?)
That was kinda funny. Heh.
Until I noticed that suddenly, there were like, 4 of his friends standing around us, behind him.
And he started asking if he could give us a ride. When we said no, he got even MORE persuasive, saying shit like 'Aku bukannya orang jahat la tau! Mari lah, percuma, bukan?'.
(YES I'm sure you're not a 'orang jahat', you jackass.)
Needless to say, being the scaredy cat that I am, I was SO DAMN SCARED and starting silently planning my escape and praying for forgiveness for laughing at the fat guy who fell off his bus seat earlier.
See, the thing is:
1) It was really dark. And there was practically nobody else around there. He could've pulled us into IOI mall's area, and nobody'd notice even if we screamed. The streetlights were as dim as my stupid desk light.
2) There was nowhere to run. Running along the street would've been dumb. Running across the street would've been suicidal.
3) They are guys. Men. And I have NO martial arts training whatsoever.
4) We were massively OUTnumbered. 5 guys and 2 girls, hello?
5) The so-called sabah guy was flirting.
So technically, I could've gotten myself gang-raped and murdered yesterday, for all I know.
And, well, I couldn't act like a mean bitch and ask him fuck off either. Because he'd probably get pissed or turned on, and want to teach the "mean bitch" a lesson or something.
So they were walking closer, looking like they were trying to surround us, even though we were backing away, pretending to look really calm, collected and nonchalant.
I was trembling and praying.
Suddenly, a car honked and all of them took a backward glance at us before grinning, waving, and getting into the car (which provided another heart attack for me. What if they freaking drag me into the car?!)
And the Sabah dude tried asking for my number, to which I politely told him I didn't own a mobile, and he grinned and said "penipu". Wtf?
So yes. I am safe.
They drove off in a proton saga, waving.
Obviously, we were so scared we quickly walked down the street to someplace safer.
The world just isn't a safe place anymore. You may think that I'm exaggerating but I wouldn't do such a stupid thing to curse myself. It may sound really stupid and cowardly, but ask any girl you know, she'd tell you how scary that kinda situation really is.
Some time last year, an indian feller FOLLOWED ME HOME and at some point, ran around me and grabbed my thigh. I cursed and stepped on his feet (OKAY, STUPID THING TO DO, I KNOW), and he just ran off.
... And I was so traumatized I didn't dare to leave my house for the next two weeks or so. I remember Darien telling me once that these guys always kacau girls just for the heck of it-- you know, cat-calling and all that shit ... But grabbing my thigh? You do not want to know how dirty and scared a girl would feel after something like that happens to her.
I have a friend, PY, who was walking down a street one day and a motorcyclist drove by and grabbed her ass.
I really have no idea what to do, exactly, in these kinda situations. Right now, I could cook up many many amazing ideas on how to kick his balls to Canada ... but once you're in that situation, you'd be nervous. Jittery. And would probably be so scared your mind'd blank out.
So I guess, most girls should:
1) Carry pepper spray around. I know, it probably won't help, but at least it's something. I didn't have anything defensive with me when the 5 guys were behind me. And I was so ... scared. Not to mention I was feeling so damned helpless.
2) Never walk around alone at night. At least be with a friend. Even though two girls MAY just be as weak as one ... but at least you guys can look out for each other! And it isn't as scary.
3) Be alert. I wasn't alert. I'm never alert ...
4) Erm ... try not to wear skimpy clothes? Though I doubt this plays that big a part. Whenever I wear anything remotely revealing, I bring a jacket along with me and wear it when I'm on the streets etc.
And look what happened anyway.
The world is a sucky place to live in.
My friend and I were talking about it the whole night. Remember the small boy who was kidnapped years ago and had his face plastered everywhere? Han Ming, Han Seng, or something like that. I remember how scared all the kids my age were back then in primary school when it happened.
=(
I should seriously get a boyfriend who drives. If not for anything else, at least it's safer.
Just joking. =((( See, I am so traumatized, even my lame jokes seem lamer now.
Girls, friends, even guys ... take care okay.
p/s. Jin, is it your birthday? I'm SO sorry I forgot to wish you. Happy birthday dude! =)
