..:: 728. Period ::..

yes. the time of the month has come.

sitting in the office, saw a familiar text from a oh-so-familiar person. the brother having the same period as me. pleasantly surprised i must say.

wanted to read my happiness book but the thought of receiving my online performance bonus slip at 12 midnight just threw every else away. instant gratification.

talking about happiness... the trip to work can easily kill the joy of going to work.
i bet many share the same sentiments on the different ridiculous people u see on mrt.

1. pole dancer. the one who leans against the grab poles and deprives all from support. sometimes i secretly wish i had long finger nails to bore through the fats (usually), breaking a nail is definitely worth it.

2. medicinal sinseh. the one (uncles usually) who decides that medicated oil is the best deodorant. if it is for aching body parts, can someone please design an odorless one?!

3. BO. this one lagi worse. seriously it smells so weird that i cant even describe the smell. arh yes, vinegar-like smell... and no, i am not thinking of lor mee. can the medicinal sinseh talk to the BO guy?

4. look-at-my-super-long-hand. the one who stands near the door with his outstretched hand. for someone who is crazy over packing order like myself, whenever i see people who do not move in when there is space available, i get very agitated. by stretching his hand, that space could easily fit at least another 2 people. for this type, i usually move near his hand and breathe onto it. yea, no more stretched hand.

5. stroller. the one who strolls upon entering the train. knowing that when the door beeps, people will be rushing in. the one just had to walk in slowly and sometimes these people deserved to get a lil' push.

6. untouchables. the one who gives an irritated face whenever he/she gets pushed. on such busy trains, if you cant handle a little pull and push, then go take taxi.

my trip to work would be more enjoyable less these people...

7 more hours to end of duty.