The attack of the pink clones. And their Queen [far right].

I'm not exactly a fan of the island I desperately try to call home or the bastardized who reside here, but as of today I have officially given up.

WAH LAU.

Because I cannot possibly write down all the things that have been bugging me, this post shall be about the Singaporean public transport system that our pragmatic and transparent government is so darn proud of.

Yesterday's accident at Bishan MRT Platform proves that Singaporeans don't listen. I'm sorry, but isn't the only damned way to fall on the tracks is by standing like really REALLY near the bleeding yellow line? The bloody announcement that goes on every few seconds tell you NOT to stand near the tracks. Fuck, they say it in 4 bloody languages.

I swear the real reason behind the deaths/accidents/whatchamacallit is due to the existence of the average insipid Singaporean who's far too kiasu and think that by standing reaaaaally near, it'll ensure them a seat on the damned train. It'll ensure you your goddamned death, stupid little fucks.

Stupid, kiasu little self absorbed fucks.

Which brings me to my next point.

Thanks to the fact that I'm perpetually broke, I tend to take buses back home, and I really don't mind long rides because my daily bus rides to and from school take a good 3 hrs in all. So, I was heading back from town one day [in a state of delirium after purchasing 'The Veil & The Male Elite' @ Borders], I decided to be a good little duck and save up as much as I possibly can & took the bus [it's cheaper, really].

Of course, the bus had to take a good 30mins to arrive. To make things worse, the bus was full. I managed to get on, but there were hoards of people trying to squeeze in, trying to get home on time. Until I realised that people were crowding near the exit leaving the rest of the damned bus empty. People who were still trying to squeeze in were looking at the bus driver in desperation. But of course, either he chose to ignore, or he was far too stupid to realise it.

"Do you MIND moving in?!"

She thundered.

Or specifically, I thundered. Heh.

It's amazing how these people will listen when told to their faces.

Cheebyekanina.

ARGH.

Of course, I can go on and on and on about the stupidity that is Singaporeans on public transport. For example, how this shass [that's J.A.Muzz Lingo, for you. a Jamie & Fuzz collaborative.] leaned on the metal railing of the MRT despite the fact that the train was bleeding full and people who were around him had nothing to hold on to.

I'm sorry, but are you like, fucking blind?!

Oh. SBS &SMRT don't realise that there are people above the Polly Pocket height of 1.55m. Fuck, everytime I sit on the bus, I can't sit straight because my knees will hit the seat in front of me, and this is not exactly very comfortable when you have to sit through an hour - an hour and a half bus journey from Bedok to Clementi.

I have no choice but to sit with my knees up against the front seat or to sit diagonally. It's a minor form of institutionalized discrimination, I swear. I can't help it that I can see above all your stupid little empty heads.

Such fuckin annoying stupidity.

Oh. I told a girl in the school library to "fucking take off her fucking tudung and stop the fucking charade" because she and her boyfriend "are a fucking disgrace to Islam".

I'm no saint, but I ain't gonna wear a tudung and make out in the library with my boyfriend.

You can call me whatever, say whatever, I don't give a bleeding fuck.

Disrespect (a) Islam, or (b) my family and i'll literally punch you, dammit.

I'm so proud of myself for telling them off.

And no, this aint no form of goddamned Islam extremism. They're another group of dumbfucks.

Imma go study media management. And hopefully, media research. In the hope of knowing what Susanne Chan will be talking about in class tomorrow.