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Thursday, July 06, 2006

Wahlaoeh... getting a seat in an empty MRT train during peak hour is
like playing musical chairs!

They expertly shuffle their way around people to grab a seat! WHAT THE HECK?

I was carrying 4 files (Mr Grumpy's.. not mine.. I was helping him).
Heavy ones.. When the train arrives.. *whooosh* and everyone just
rushes past me to grab a seat.

Where is the empathy man? I'm like so stick thin.. carrying 4 heavy
files. Noone wants to offer me a seat. Bloody hell. I dont care if Mr
Grumpy doesnt get a seat.. but ME! Poor undernourished girl. Carrying
FILES. HEAVY FILES!





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