Saturday, September 16, 2006

Is he doing what I think he’s doing?

Maybe I should consider a new way of getting to school everyday… Thursday I spent 25 minutes trying to save this old man’s Jack Russel. That crazy ass dog would not give up. So here I am running across the main road after this tiny little dog, with all these angry drivers beeping at me…meh, fun times. By the time I got to school, I was late, covered in fur and smelt like dog for the rest of the day.

But you know, compared to Friday, Thursday was a walk in the park! I skipped first period, so it was about 9:45 when I was making my way to school. I noticed this car that kept driving past, I didn’t think much of it at the time but when I went down one of the side streets, the car was parked there, a few metres in front of me. When the guy saw me, he drove up another 25 metres or so, stopped the car and ran out. I just assumed he was lost or something and finally found where he was meant to be… boy was I wrong! The sick fuck was facing me, up on a ledge and pulling himself off, pants down, the whole thing. WHO DOES THAT!? It’s too bad I didn’t even notice him until he was 2 metres away from me. I saw some other girls from school up on the main road, so I just sped up and caught up to them. He drove past me again about 5 minutes later.

I was telling a few of the girls at school about the nutcase, when Mr E overheard. He made me tell him the story, he then marched me up to Hatton’s office, who then proceeded to call the cops. The cops were treating the situation very seriously and came to the school to interview me etc. And now everyone’s all freaked out, not wanting me to walk to school anymore or be alone, checking if the incident hasn’t *damaged* me, and telling me how lucky I was that I wasn’t attacked. Dad seems to think I have some stalker or that it’s linked to the guy that called me everyday for like 2 months until we got the authorities involved. I dunno guys; I just think it’s being made into a bigger deal than what it is…

Anyway, the cops said that there was another incident in a nearby suburb; they’re going to follow up both stories and may need me to identify the guy and/or compose a face for them.

But I’m fine. Seriously, I’m more worried about having to go to work tomorrow than this haha.