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Ru Min, 19, is a controversial Christian and perfectionist who adores God, Coldplay, pizzas, photography, aesthetic writing, indie music, oxblood, pumps and Luanna Perez. She spends most of her time in her thoughts and laughing at text posts. More...
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Tuesday, May 29, 2012 @ 3:25 PM
Alright, this is not one of Ru Min's angry posts but it's a ranting post for sure. I got mildly molested today. Again. For the millionth time, WTH. == Stupid driving lessons, causing so much drama in my life. I hope I pass ASAP.

I went to register for my driving test at the HQ this morning and my driving instructor told another random driving instructor to register for me. My God, you should've seen the disgusting look on that schmuck's face. He stared at me through the two slits on his face and then I think I saw him LICKED HIS LIPS?!! WTH?!! He told me to sign some papers so after I did that, when he wanted to take his pen back from me, he used BOTH his hands to grab hold of MINE and like touch touch touch CARESSED slowly. EWW. I quickly pulled my hand back of course. Later, when he told me to sign more papers, he stared at me while I signed. I could feel his eyes boring into my soul. I'm extremely grossed out and slightly surprised 'cause I wondered how he stared at me through those mata sepet of his. -_-

Dammit, why do I always encounter this kind of shit? So unlucky.

Anyway, I've been having intensive ballet classes lately. I've missed out so much because of my stupid school exams, sigh. My toes are so numb from all the pointe work. And I've grown so fat until I don't even feel like moving around anymore. Time to go to the gym again but I'm so lazy. Oh, I'll be away until Saturday because I'll be attending a church camp. Honestly, I don't feel like going because the camp is more for rangers only and I'm not a ranger. Everyone will be wearing their cool rangers uniform and marching and looking smart and there will be me, standing and watching them. Awkwardly. And alone. In a noob and casual outfit. ._. Darn, why did my mum even sign me up for the camp?

And OMG, what if the other rangers start pointing at me and say, "Phew, thank God I'm a ranger or else I'll end up looking like that loser over there standing alone, sticking out like a sore thumb."? Or maybe something like, "How dare that commoner attend this camp? So thick-skinned! It's only for rangers lah!"? :O Ohnoz, I'll die from social humiliation. :( Maybe I should start packing now. I heard all campers are required to bring along a sarong. ._. Um, where am I supposed to get one?

Bryan said it's gonna be lots of fun in the sun. I hope he's right. D: And IDK why the camp sounds like the national service training programme. I don't mind that, though. After all, I like outdoor activities and a little tan. It's just that... Arghhh. I don't feel so good. :/
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