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Thursday, June 09, 2005

after trying to get e damn web design thing done... i hereby certify tt all my braincells are officially dead... seriously... for e next few days.. pardon me for being in a coma and ignoring all tts happening around me...braincells need time to regenerate...

anyway... i prob spent more time travelling to sch den actually spending time in sch today... and it doesnt help tt only haf one pathatic lesson today... back to wad i was saying... lesson ended early cause e contractors had to tear up e floor... but y now? not tt im complaining or anything.. but e mac lab so new.. tear wad floor? and it doesnt help more tt i came in late today... all in all... prob attended about 45 mins of lesson... sigh...

oh one more thing... they should soo haf more trains.. or shorten e waiting time or wadever... i mean... waiting for like forever (okie okie.. im exaggerating) for a train which is like so freaking full.. and i mean FULL... pple at e doors practically haf their oily faces imprinted on e doors cause y? e pple just wun move into e middle... like y? is there some kind of disease tt attacks u once u step past e first pole in each carriage? or wad? u wun haf enough time to get out at ur stop and e doors will come closing in on u and squash u dead? i mean... PLS LOR.. E DAMN THING IS OPERATED BY A DRIVER!!

and it so doesnt help tt after squeezing my way to e middle of e train.. ( i seem to be e only person doing tt) where there is obviously more space for breathing... this guy comes and stand soo freaking near to me... i mean.. theres enough space for both to stand side by side.. but he chooses to stand soo fucking near to me.. his arm is like JUST ABOVE MY HEAD... wad can i say... i move over so tt i haf more space... and he moves as well..... growl... i think my eyeballs almost dropped out from e consistant rolling and glaring.. to make things worse.. there was this kid.. who was like knocking into me like once every wad? 5 seconds? okie lah... small kid... bad sense of balance.. understandable... but he keeps moving and knocking into me it becomes irritable... am i invisible? or am i just too soft tt he doesnt realise tt hes actually knocking into somone? i dunno...

after squirmy kid gets off... in comes an anutie wif a bloody big bag... with god knows wads inside... in my point of view.. bricks... knocking everyone out of her way.. and den LEANING on e pole... hello? leaning? when theres not even enough to grab on to? to add on... i was one of e many who fell victims to her killer bag... it hurt lah.. when she hit me in her attempt to get out b4 e train even reached e stop... more glaring... click tongue... roll eyes... prob did everything to show i was pissed without saying it... in e end? not a word of sorry... is it such a hard word to say? or pple just forget to say it?

so yeah... squashed between squirmy kid and wierd guy who, thank god didn't do anything if not i'll soo kick him and auntie wif the killer brick bag... wad could i do? just glared until my eyeballs actully hurt... wad can i say? just another train ride...

okie okie.. too much of complaining.. i shall stop here... just one more thing to say.. never hesitate to say sorry... it may seem like a hard word to say.. but this little word does miracles...

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