is it pms, or the people around me? i'm almost always getting irritated. or maybe it's sleep, or the lack of it rather.
people who are getting on the MRTs, getting on the bus, walking to the office building, getting into the lift.
QUIT THE BLOODY PUSHING!!
the seats won't be running away, the lift doors aren't closing, the bus is not going to move away nor the mrt (tho i wish the doors will shut in your freaking faces), and the office building is hardly moving an inch and no, it's not even time for work yet!
PUSH PUSH PUSH for what?
i don't deny i rush about sometimes, but i DON'T farking push other people!
i hate it especially when MEN are pushing from behind when i'm either waiting for my turn to get on the bus/MRT/lift. no, they don't touch me directly, they press onto my, usually big, bag. hey, hey... FARK YOU.
i always snatch an angry glance back at them, and more than often, they back away a little. sometimes they don't, cos there are similar people like them pressing onto themselves from the behind. and if they do back up still, the people behind them may actually think that they are gay or something. sometimes, i push my bag back more to hit them or elbow them. in retaliation.
i can't stand it even more, when fat aunties, or just anyone with a humongous chest, push people using their BOOBS. they can touch you with their boobies, but then if you touch them? well, it's going to be sensitive. not the boobs. the situation. boobs are termed as 'assets', but they are not meant to be used THIS way to your advantage. keep them bloody to yourself. cos i can't retaliate. my elbow/bag will just bounce off your boobies and i may hurt myelf.
and i hardly think that most guys are gentlemanly at all. cos most of the women don't want to squeeze with them in case they eat their tofu and then, the guys squeeze them back away from the doors. so mainly the women are the last few to board the train/bus/whatever.
don't the guys feel the least ashamed that they do not have the slightest grace? to let the women take their time (most are wearing heels for god's sake) to climb up the bus or what and have seats? i guess no, cos they're thick-skinned too. they rather sit and stare blankly at the space in front of them than to give up his seat to a woman wearing heels tottering beside him. if she bumps into him, he might give her a dirty look (not hum sup look) even, for breaking his meditation.
ya, i'm irritated. cos there's this guy behind me who pushed my bag so that i could push the person in front of me - in the morning taking the COMPANY'S BUS. i frowned and turned my head halfway and he backed off. GOOD.
if only they all just wisen up. it's not like there isn't enough seats for everyone! so why the rush? to PICK seats ah!? grow up la.
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p.s.: i saw a horrible scene this morning. a rat in its rawest form. 4 crows guarding it and pulling at its red flesh. the tail was the only thing that determines it as a rat. gag. the crows look like vultures with the shreds of bloody flesh hanging from their beaks. although i'd seen crows picking at dead-somethings before, but... ever since when are crows carnivorous???
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