Peep Holed.

Week 7. Easter Break is gonna be here so soon. Finally, i can take a break, hehe. One funny incident occurred 2 days ago. As you guys know, i go to the library every Saturday to revise my work, being the good boy that i am. I will be there from 11 (time when library opens) to 5 (when it closes. Studious, hardworking and undisputed dilligence. What a good boy.

Since i get up at 10.30, i just have enough time for a quick shower and come cereal. I have have to complete my 'bowel movements' elsewhere, aka at the library toilet. Yet, i am not complaining. I always love reading them'poems' from the toilet walls. So funny.

For example, my fave poem that goes (exactly copied from the toilet) 'I froze your tears and turn it into a DAGGER. And stick it into my cock FOREVER. It stays there like EXCALIBUR....' Huahuahuahuahua. Such level of Literature huh.

Toilet Poems seemed to go from anything ridiculously funny like one that says 'Flush Twice, its a looooong way to the Cafeteria. Flush Trice to get to Melbourne Central.' to something suggesting a bit of porno such as 'My dick is longer than yours, so lets have a 'sword fight', to something political like 'Howard makes me hard' and then to something racist, like 'pictures of dicks, from long to short, then from blacks to Asians...'

Alas, many debates went on in the toilet. People insulting each other for their comments. Asians defending their sword lenghts. People going on all about the VSU and even messages like 'Wanting to meet at the toilet at certain certain time for some dirty dirty time'. Poor toilet cleaner, i even read something like 'The toilet cleaner is horny and says hi'. Spare them, i mean, just let them do their job for Go'd sake.

Then there was me, reading whilst boweling. Before i realised something!!!
I saw a message that goes, 'Hoe does it feel when there is a peep hole in your toilet' Peep hole?? I know that the cubicle beside me is occupied, then there was a HOLE!! A freakin hole!!!

So all this time i had used it w/o noticing. I have no idea if the person beside me was watching all this while.. Shit shit, my mind was in a daze. Light speedly, i stuffed some toilet papers to cover the damned hole up. Was i peeped?

So all this time i had been turing my backs to read those 'poems' and giggling to them.. and was watched?? What happens if the peeper knows me? Unbelievable. I always thought that holes in cubicles are things of myths and only perhaps exist at St. Kilda or Sydney's Oxford Street??
But AT MELBOURNE UNI??

Warnings ahead, do a rain check before you start 'raining'.
Lesson learnt.