my friends were so shocked when they see me take the train nowadays. i know i normally take the bus but what's wrong with taking the train? i didn't see a sign that reads or 'No Fitri allowed' or 'All Fitris will be prosecuted'! so what's wrong with taking a train? for the benefit of those who label themselves as 'kaypohs', read this. "I have purchased the train concesssion." okay? first time ever i'm trying out this. all these while i'm always on bus concession.

well, taking the train has it's cons. you know that there are 2 ways that you can go if you're taking the train, at any station right? take for example at Dover MRT Station, we have one going towards Jurong East and the other towards Tampines. i happen to meet Michelle, Wan Tong and Shi Qi at the MRT Station when i was going back. soon, i found myself in a dilemma. To follow Mich towards City Hall or Wan Tong, towards Jurong East?

i failed my 'How To Become A Good Gentleman' module, sadly. i can't please two ladies at one time. and i can't possibly cut myself into two to satisfy them both. (anyway, thanks Shi Qi for laughing and giggling at me all the way till you went your own way to take the bus.) but then, i recalled my lecturer saying this to me. "When in doubt, just follow your heart." and thus, I did! the brilliant me suggested the both of them to go on their own ways first while i take the next train. in that way, they will never know which side i took!

there! problem solved! save your applaud there. you need it for me at other more important occasions. =p but alas, i went with Mich. my sincerest apologies for Wan Tong but Mich magnetic forces was too difficult for me to resist it. no lah, it was not personal decision alright!

things was much worse in the morning. i always dropped at Raffles Place to change trains to go to Dover every morning. but only today did i experience this sucky experience. i couldn't get into the train that was going towards Dover! pardon my language but these fuckingly-irritating CBD-area creatures were occupying too much space in the train! they weren't big physically but they were fuckingly big in their ego! when the train left the station, i can see fucking HUGE spaces in the middle of the carriages! they simply weren't considerate enough to fill up the whole carriage evenly. must fuckingly cramp themselves like troops ,aligned to march out in rows, in front of the doors.

fuck! what's teh meaning of this? and their BUTTS facing towards me some more! i demand respect from these fucking idiotic morons! (actually it's because the door opens on the other side at Tanjong Pagar station.) but still! can move your fucking legs towards the centre of the train or not! waste space only! and because of that i missed the train and was late for Chong Hwa's lesson lah! stupid! who cares how high your office is? who cares how thick your shirt pocket is! who cares if you got a degree in whatever SHIT! you don't even know your fucking morals! your mothers never teach you is it? damn fucked up lah this morning. but i was enlightened when i saw...

... Poh Ying's new friend! she's a 2 metre, stick-thin giant! you should see her waist! damn slim! so much so that no clothes can fit her except this black cloth that comes with a zipper! holey shit! and our dear poh ying uses her for her wushu practices. if you can't picture how my friend Poh Ying looks like, look at this picture here.


okay, it's a guy. but imagine that it's a she instead. if you still can't imagine, forget it. you're hopeless. so how was your impression of her? did your balls shrink? she's one hell of a person mind you. in fact, she don''t need any weapons to fight off anyone. she can just wail, 'wwwwaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!!!!!' and you guys will be scrambling for your balls. as for the girls, Poh Ying doesn't attack girls. that's what my eyes tell me.

but her friend's the complete opposite of her. she's very quiet and sporting. and we used her in class as a limbo pole throughout the day. i can't believe it that i can stoop so low! ooops! what i meant was i can bend my body backwards even at a low height! so were my friends! they were so amazed that their mouth can easily fit a full apple at the point of their amazement. for someone like me who is as thin as Poh Ying's friend and tall as Poh Ying's friend, it is utterly impossible for Mankind to acheive this feat. Crraapp.. what am i blabbering about?

Sitze's said i'm born to be a dancer. WHAT!?!? NOOO!!! i don't wanna be a dancer! then what can Mich be? she can go through the lowest heights even! on top that, she can even do the 'bridge'!


it is freaking me out now! my class's is full of talented poeple! i really wonder if i'm a good-for-nothing. i am afraid of bridges now. i don't even dare take the overhead bridge. help me. i'm suffering puentephobia. (puente means bridge in Spanish.)