2007/05/02
Morale of the day: Nvr drink cough syrup directly from the bottle.Not becuz of overdosed, but more of becuz ur mouth can't take the direct shot of the fully concentrated taste and smell. Chokes u, man.
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This wk was quite ok, as in, my body is ok. Considering tt the throat is still a bit sore, and the mucus still dun stop, it is quite the improvement alrdy.
On monday, got onto this rly packed bus 154. So it was like, i ran into two sorts of incidents with yellow kia gals, tt caused me to be damn du lan with their species.
1. The Bag(*note: this one wasn't known by family)
I was standing beside the ticket machine, and it was rly packed, so my back was facing the wall and etc. When SUDDENLY, this $#@&)% took her bag and press it against my *tooooooot*. I was like, NA BEI, GET UR FKING BAG OFF ME, and she actually got the guts to push against me with greater force. Worst trip ever, i dun particularly enjoy masturbating on a busZ_Z
Gd thing was, the guy beside me noticed me becoming very nervous, and forced himself to stand on the steps, making space for me to shift sideways like a crab and escape my difficulty.
2. The Pillow
After escaping, i was standing there tinking it's safe. When suddenly, this @#$^@# (probably the $#@&)%'s fren) lie towards me and fell asleep. Ni nia eh, i noe i'm soft, but u dun have to use me as a pillow, u yellow kia. Besides, i was feeling rly tired myself, and to run into this is rly beyond my league as well.
Moment the crowd moved, i made my move and zhao upstairs.
Morale of the Story: Nvr Ever Stay in the First Storey of the Bus. It's Evil and full of @#$^@#.
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7:59 pm
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