This week end was my girl Jen's b'day. We went out to a cool resto downtown montreal, an indian place. We got outta there at maybe 11... And omg, WHAT THE FUCK, i was attacked on the street! ME! That disgusting dude put his hand under my dress, in the middle of the street! I was so shocked, i turned around so quickly i sprained my ankle But i got up and that mother fucker is not gonna try that again soon. I was so pissed, i ran after him in my 4 inch heals and my sore ankle and im happy to say that i gave him a bloody nose, at least one black eye and some serious bruising everywhere else. I am not a aggressive or violent person. Or at least i tough i wasn't. But i felt so... I cant even put words on how i felt.

Montreal is my city. I've always felt safe everywhere i went, even the darkest alleys. I think that is going to change. That sucks. Im still so mad. I need a strong and/or scary boyfriend. I feel like a helpless little girl.