train. minding my own business. okie, i was reading my book. btw, nice book – the pact

indian guy beside me. those younger, modern, bespectaled, good-looking kind.

every 30 seconds or so. he, let nickname him, shall we. mm, lets nickname him itchy hands. haha !

every 30 seconds or so, itchy hands will reach into his pocket, took out his ipod, look at it & put it back into his pocket. it okie execpt every 30 seconds, his elbow will brush against my elbow or my sides. after the 17 times, it sorta irraited the hell out of me, tried very hard to continue with my book, but i was mentally preparing for the next elbow.

finally. i gave him the evil eye. itchy hands doesnt get it. he tot tat i am admiring his good look.

oh, pls. roll eyes.

yeap. redhill. happily jump out of my seat. of coz, i reward him with another evil eye before alighting the train.

so, lets sum up – guys, don’t do that on train, esp if there’s a girl sittin beside you. something known as personal space.