Thursday, May 8, 2014

Re: The Note

Alright so my friend who reads this blog brought up the point of how there's a bunch of translators online that could figure out what that sick prank or whatever it is says, but let me explain something.

I know google translate. Everyone knows google translate. I survived 7+ years of Italian classes by using google translate. Through those seven years, I've learned one good rule about google translate. It sucks. It gets things wrong. When I used it for italian, I could fix the mistakes because I knew italian. But this is I guess latin? I don't know latin, and I don't know what's wrong with it or how to fix it.

But I know someone who does  know latin. My Sister. And she should be coming down soon to visit and I can get her to translate for me.

Which brings me to another problem, and that is the handwriting on the note is fucking horrid. My transcription? Sub par at best. I can't tell if this person meant As or Us or Rs or Ns half the time. Hell it could just be a teenage boy in my neighborhood being an asshole. It does say "cum" and "semen" in it after all. Seriously... this handwriting is some of the worst I've seen.



Haaa... I suppose there is another factor in all of this. Someone invading the privacy of my home due to my own carelessness... this isn't the first time this has happened. Last year, some... person did something similar, I suppose...

I had just gotten home from work, it was sometime in June near 11.30 at night. I went into my room, prepared to change into my pajamas... I.... got my pajama bottoms on and as I was taking off my bra I head a voice coming from my window. My window which was open slightly to let the air flow through. The window I left open with the blind up thinking that my thorn bush outside of it would protect me.

The voice said, "Now haven't you grown up?"

I screamed. I ran into the living room, crying for my step dad, covering myself, having been too distraught to grab a shirt. I begged him to check around the house, since I heard that voice. He checked and he checked, but he couldn't find anyone. We locked all the doors and closed all the blinds even though my mom was still out.

I thought I was fine. I've been getting more relaxed recently. And then this... fucking asshole drops this note while I'm once again leaving something open. So excuse me if I was a bit... stressed yesterday.

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