I hate squeezing in crowded places especially inside the train. Even though there's higher chance of seeing more babes, I just hate it.
I hate wasting my time when I'm able to jot some stuffs into my notebook, but I don't have the space. All the strategic places are occupied. I refuse to hold on to any grab so that others can support themselves.
The worst thing is when someone stands so close me and there isn't space to step back. The train moves like a child in fear, shivering and shaking.
I've to fold my arms in case I can't keep still and then the auntie in front mistakes and doubts my taste. I've to twirl my head sideway so that my breathing won't hit forward. So pathetic.
This day I missed the first shuttle bus again. I knew Raymond should be around and I went up to his office. This guy was far too overboard for his politeness and kindness. Anyway he waited with me for the second bus and he walked out to take a cab.
This evening was just like any other quiet moment until when I boarded the train, I saw to my disgust. This plump guy who looked like a sex maniacs was sitting near to a sweet looking girl in very short FBT shorts, who looked a bit irritated. It took me quite some time to realise they were couple when I noticed his hand was touching her thighs and she did give a few smiles.
Heaven is always unfair - he's given so much food that he can store so much fats, then he's blessed with such a sweet girlfriend, and nice beancurd to eat.
Everytime when I'm inside the train, there're so many couples and the girls are babes.
This day when I turned left, there was a more than average looking Chinese girl with her boyfriend; when I turned right, this sporty girl melted my heart. She was gorgeous with tall and slim body. She was wearing a skirt which looked like shorts, a top with short sleeves and a face with seductiveness; she might be a netball, hockey or squash player. Her stylishness was the biggest attraction, drawing admiring eyes at her.
Girls with good complexion and skin are so charming, especially with a nice pair of legs, which I've never ever noticed until these few months.
This guy laid his head on her shoulder. Nah he's not a cute but lucky boy.
It rained for so long again yesterday. I wanted to go straight to the third storey to work out after I got back to Tanjong Pagar so that I needed not go down again. I climbed up the stairs feeling so proud of myself that I was finally so hardworking and answerable to my physiotherapist.
As I reached the fitness corner, a couple were there. The sudden "sianazation" dampened my enthusiasm as I turned back and walked off. It wasn't nice to interrupt even though it was a public place; I wouldn't want it to happen if I was any of them. They were so lucky to have companion.
A rainy day, at a nice and quiet place, love was filling the air. But how could they do this to me, showing off their love? That was the first and last chance I gave them.
