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sottovoce

I love flowers.
I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises.
I'm dainty and ambitious; really.
I nurse others.
There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.


only me



N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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reminders

- Dine at Tiffany Cafe & Restaurant at Furama
- Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Monday, January 23, 2006

I am so pissed.

My mood turned black after school in the train. First of all, there weren't any seats and I had to stand. My legs hurt so much I thought it can't be saved. Then a few stops later I got a seat. And my butt hurt. The journey was so long. I don't think I can get used to the 1 hour journey of sitting on plastic seats on the train. I hate the journey.

Then got to my stop and waited for a bus. I swear I waited almost an hour for the fucking bus. Bus number 6. I stood. My legs were just about to collapse already la. Then this man came and asked if we're waiting for bus number 6. I was like what the hell. Of course we are. Can't you see this queue is for bus number 6? Walao. And he told us the bus ain't coming anytime soon cuz it broke down. I was like, what the HELL! What? There's only one number 6 bus? So I had to change to another queue, bus number 3. I didn't want to take this bus cuz I have to walk to my block and with my legs already so painful, I can't even think of walking. And the bus came so late. I was already so angry ok. All the while in my head I was thinking of sueing the bus company.

Then had to walk to my block. My bag was so heavy la. Oh my God!! I was so pissed I could feel the frown on my face. Then I reached home I almost wanted to scream at my sisters ok.

Bloody hell. I want a car right now! Or somebody to be my chauffeur every single day. Stupid public transport. I hate all public tranport except for the taxi. Sometimes I hate taxi also cuz sometimes when you want a taxi, none came. If you're not waiting for a taxi, so many pass by. What the hell.

In my own world,
8:33 PM