weird day

not exactly weird, just different. it's been so long since anyone notices me, in my opinion at least. i went shopping alone after work today and three salesgirls chatted with me and gave me discounts and advices. maybe it's because i was alone, or maybe because i was in a nice corporate dress. one told me about her work, about how she usually doesn't step out of the shop in case she misses one customer and get sacked; the other asked about what i learnt in school and told me that people said she should study but she thinks otherwise, and even told me to look for a good and cheap branded bag when she's selling bags. the last one was a pinoy salesgirl in uniqlo who helped me to choose the shirt colour for my dad, using her skin colour as a gauge and thanked me for teaching her a new word, 'furrings'. lol.

also, people will usually just fight for seats or standing space with me on the public transport, but on the way home today on 183 which was filled with bangalas, someone let me have his seat. i'm sorry but i am really scared of them in general especially after all the negative media portrayal of them. so there were two seats left at the long backseat of the bus. the three bangalas sat in alternate seats, leaving two seats in between them and i was the only one left standing. initially i was angry because i always think that people tend to become selfish when it comes to public transport, where all of them just wanna get the best seats for themselves and neglect the rest. for the past 3 months, i have seen so many crappy situations, especially ungentlemanly guys who cut my queue to get onto the train or bus first or just sit on the empty seat without offering to girls around them. argh. in this case, the person sitting in the middle should just move to the side and let me sit in the middle or something right? what's more, they were all quite big sized so it's difficult for me to move in, and i was afraid as i was wearing a stupid dress (i hate dresses!). i think i looked angry or lost or sad but at this moment, the guy sitting right in front of the long seat stood up and moved to the back, gesturing for me to take his seat. oh my god. really??? i was so so so so touched! :') what's more, he's a bangala. *starry-eyed* thank you thank you thank you whoever you are. :):):)

these four strangers really made my day today. thank you for making me feel special today. :):)

p.s: fuck you uncle who touched my butt at the trade show today. i hope your hands rot. (this is why i hate dresses. they make me look weak. argh.)