I just feels so malas these days. All I want to do is snuggle under the covers when that damned alarm blares from under my pillow at 8 every morning. But alas, circumstances is such that I must work and get something out of it. So... bo pian lah. Everything is becoming more challenging and demanding than ever - work, home, state of mind and physical and emotional well being. It's hard to pull through the day when you come across people who're downright rude and think they're waaaaay fucking up there just because they can spend God-knows-how-much on dvds and then having to come home to a mother who can't stop screaming because of a missing pe t shirt and some books/files lying around.

And then, when you finally have the time to go out and catch up with friends, you'd find yourself in either of the situations :

1. you have no friends
2. your friends are all too busy and therefore, can't be bothered about you.

But nevermind lah eh. Ini semua tidak penting. The one thing now that leaves me baffled everynight is what to wear to work the following day. Shopping for tops is now on top of my shopping list.

Ohhh... and then there's the screaming mother issue. More often than not, I am left feeling sorry for myself when I am all alone in my room. The least she could do was to ask if I've eaten. But noooooo, yelling at the imbeciles was obviously more important. Maybe I expect way too much of others. In any case, I don't feel that it's too much for a daughter to ask. Let me justify my sentiments.

Every single day, I commute to work by train and every single day and I end up standing from bukit panjang to tanjong pagar. At work, I stand from 10.30 till about 8. I've no qualms about having to stand all the time at work. I also commute back home by train. I am frustrated because I even have to stand throughout my journey home. Yes, I am a weakling and I have a problem with me not getting a seat on the train, so sue me. And the people who happily sit and doze off with their heads nodding up and down, sideways even, are probably those whose jobs are desk-bound (read: sit all day long until pantat tepos). I can't help but frown and roll my eyes at these people. So annoying, I feel like slapping every single one of them.

I also hate old aunties who think just because they're friggin' old, they have every right to shove and push others. And what is it with those who always rush into the train to secure a seat for themselves and then rushing to the door so that they'll be the first to alight?? First one to sit/alight will get cash prize issit???? wah lau. Terrible, these people are. Almost barbaric.

It's not always that I suddenly become so bitchy and transform into the ultimate complain queen. To those who think that I have always been one, that's 2 middle fingers for you. so, sod off.