Keeping the dream alive.

Note: the F word is used several times in this entry because i can't think of a better word to describe the pissed off feeling.

This week kinda sucked.
I was drenched from head to toe on monday.
EVERYTHING INCLUDING MY SOCKS WAS WET WET WET.
DARN.
and the rain had to stop like 30mins later.

Was super irritated and pissed that this Indian guy touched me.
like he played with my finger.
and i wanted to wash my hands immediately after that.
!@$@#@!
i do NOT like UNKNOWN guys touching me.
and he touched my !@$@# upper arm
and because he did all in a single day.
i got dammmmmm pissed.
with my 3rd finger and language and all.
it's..pardon my language..but it's fucking sexual harrassment lar.
like he once blew into my ear leh.
like..
WTF!
asshole.
then the girls told me that he did that to them as well.
and when they scolded him.
he said that he treat them as sisters..and after that his face was black.
fuck lor.
as if i care.
I SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY AM PISSED WITH HIM.
but THANK GOD what i endured was like the least of wadever else he did..
the rest of the girls went thru worse.
Screw him.
and after the girls told me everything..
He actually stood super close behind the girls when they did blasting.
like directly behind them and everything.
when i was taught how to do blasting and stuff by the uncle..who stood BESIDE me and left me to fend for myself after a while.
he did not stand super close me or behind me.
it's fucking sexual harrassment lor.
i did the best thing i could.
I told my boss.
because i was very pissed.
and she told him the next day.
a verbal warning..altho not a serious warning..it was a warning nonetheless.
he's a prick.
i mean..he acted ALL innocent and told the boss that because there's no girls in his family..he doesn't know how to treat girls..and that he only treats us as sisters.
and we were like..WHAT SHIT LOR. YOU DO NOT DO THAT TO YOUR SISTER.
even the uncle told him not to do that to girls anymore..because there's a VERY OBVIOUS difference between girls and guys.
and he just IGNORED.
and now.
HE DARE TO BE IN A BAD MOOD.
FUCK HIM.
we haven't spoken to him for like..2 days
and i'm NOT going to be the first to talk to him.
like..i need and want to be at least 1m distance away from him.
I so wanted to complain to my kor, the bengster.
but then gah..they were already pissed with each other in the morning.
and it would prolly resulted in a fight.
I hate him man.
I mean..I have NEVER EVER flirted or done ANYTHING to him.
If my bengster were to like touch my fingers and stuff.
I'm fine with it.
because i know he's just fooling around.
and because we're really THAT gam.
and even if i don't like my bengster touching my fingers and stuff.
i can't get pissed with him.
because i'm at fault too..for playing along with him.
but i'm pissed because of the fact that i did NOTHING to this indian guy..
he does this shit stuff.
if he does this again.
i AM going to blow this to the HR Dept. and then again to NUS.
i WILL get his ass fried.
he's not going to get away with this man.
the girls kept quiet about it because everyone's working in the same lab and they didn't want any trouble.
On the other hand.
I'm on attachment and i don't see a need to be nice to just a jerk.
!@^$@#*@&^$*(@#

so.
back to my horrible week.
My phone took a swim in the toilet bowl yesterday.
Thank God everything's working now..
after 2 days of hot air blowing into it.
the uncle helped me fixed in all back in shape.
gosh.

the attachment kid over at the HR dept ends his stint today.
-bleargh-
he's damm funny and everything.
ha.
have been like lunching, tea-ing, slacking, bumming and everything-ing with him for the past 2 weeks.
he's uber cool.
-thumbs up-

and now.
my bloody sister has to piss me off.

Amazing week.