I loath taking the morning train cos i hate the annoying crowd and the stagnant air. I dun understand why some people fancy farting in the train. There will always be someone farting the in train without fail whenever i take the morning train for work. Its really irritating to sniff such nauseating smell early in the morning!! YES!! I DO ENJOY FARTING BUT I ONLY FART AT HOME! Do they find it more thrilling to fart in the MRT than at home? Or they really cant hold their pungent gas? I juz dun understand these people!

There would also be some detestable people who would forcefully squeeze through the small gaps in between people in order to get into the inner side of the train when it was obvious that there wasnt much space inside! F***ing ass!

I hate it when people lean against the MRT pole as though they have no backbone! It was extremely frustrating cos I cant balance myself well and i really need something to hold on to so i would not fall and disgrace myself early in the morning! Im not those pugilist or qing gong expert who can balance and float when i am about to fall, i am a CLUMSY person, okay! The pole is meant for holding, not for jellyfishes to lean against!!! Last week, this loathsome looking auntie with a head full of dandruff leaned against the pole i was holding onto! F***ing HELL!! Cant she see my hand? Cant her unshamppoed filthy head feel it? I was infuriated!! I pulled her hair on purpose when the train jerked but she felt nothing! Unbelievable!

The papers or news always say Singaporeans are considerate and compassionate, but there wasnt a single compassionate soul in the train last week! There was this young mother who was carrying her sick son (i know he was sick cos he was coughing non-stop) and nobody offered their seat to her! Everybody seemed oblivious to their surroundings! All of them had this nonchalant and 'cant be bothered' look. It was easy to notice the mother and son cos the son was crying and coughing and the mother was struggling to balance herself. A lady who was sitting in front of the mother was pretending to sleep (i suspected) and unless she is deaf or her ears are filled with shit, she would definitely be awaken by the boy's loud wailing. She simply ignored the poor kid and mum and continued to sleep. The lady woke up almost immediately when the mother and son alighted the train, so timely huh! There was also a man who was sitting beside the lady who saw the mother's plight and instead of offering her his seat, he pretended to read his story book. OMIGOD! Are these people really that tired? Are their legs made of jellies? Cant they just offer their seat to the poor mother with her sick kid? As if standing for an hour or so in the train will break their bones!

Maybe they are juz the typical kiasu Singaporeans who wana make full use of their money since they had paid a few pathetic bucks for the train fare! I really cant stand morning train or its the people in there, i suppose.

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