.Beautiful Disaster.

And so my Daddy had always been wise.

Some guy flashed at me on the early morning at 12:30am.

Was on the way home from Expo after my Cheerleading POS performance.

Me and Ezekiel had to rush to catch the last train running from Jurong East to the North, and at that time it was already 11:30pm, so I conveniently left with my cheerleading skirt still on, the top worn underneath my white jacket, with my hair and make-up all done ala Chingay style.

What a stupid mistake. I should have at least changed out of my 10inch mini of a skirt.

After Ezekiel & Fred alighted at Gombak, I was practically harassed by a few men on the train for 2 more stops. They were playing this irritating whistle ringtone for about 15 times...-__-

I barely pretended they hadn't existed, plugged onto my MP3 player and endured the ride back...

After alighting at Yew Tee, I grabbed Macs for supper, and briskly walked my way back to my HDB block.

Just as I passed by the block beside my own, I saw a young guy walked out from the mailbox area, and he stared at me.

I remained indifferent and walked as usual, though i quickly felt soemone staring at me from behind.

Then just barely a couple of seconds after, I pressed the lift button at the lift lobby, and caught from the right corner of my eye, the same guy walking towards my direction. Apparently I wasn't flustered or worried or anything, though at that point he did look kinda dodgy and strange, cos I thought, wasn't he supposed to be walking out of the estate area, yet why is he walking back towards me?

When the lift door opened I hurriedly went in, pressed my floor, and made a mental note to myself that if that same guy entered the lift with me, I would quickly walk out and let him take it alone instead.

And then EVERYTHING happened in a flash (pun intended).

I heard someone running towards the lift as it was closing, and then he appeared. As the door lift closed, I saw out of the window the most appalling sight. There he was zip all undone, flashing at me, masturbating himself and staring back at me with mouth wide agape. I swear I was squeezing my eyes so tight, praying so hard the lift would take me up quickly, searching fractically for my phone and keys...

It was uber mortifying. I made sure I pressed every button above my floor, and dashed straight out and back to my house, locking gates & doors. I wasn't even concerned whether I woke anyone. Then I crawled the way back to my room (because he could possibly see me through the main corridor if he had gone up in chase), & then called the police.

A few mins later there I was making a statement at the void deck, with police cars everywhere.

And honestly I was pretty alright, wasn't hysterical or anything, in fact I just found the entire episode so sick, and slightly comical (what a despo omg!!!).

And of course I was so amazed at how incredibly fortunate I was, with the lift doors closing in the nick of time, with it not opening when he was pressing the button to enter into it with me...

I wouldn't have been able to escape if he did, and no one could have heard me. And with my costume on, I wouldn't have stood much of a chance.

Friggin damn miraculous. Thank God.

And the Officer who took down my statement was pretty hillarious. He was amazed by my precise description, down to what color n type of underwear the #@^#! wore.
And i think he was amused by how nonchalent I was about it. =p

So now thanks to Officer Daniel, I am the owner of 2 shrill alarms which I will carry along with me at all times, along with his private mobile number, just so I have the assurance of a quicker emergency hotline. =)

And I hope that freak of a man gets caught soon.

Or just simply rot & shrivel and turn impotent.

Thank you Lord for your protection.