Omg this morning is fucking shitty.
The weather was fucking hot.
And I was waiting fucking long for the bus, like 25mins?
And it's fucking crowded.
So of cuz I didn't get a seat but to stand and hold on to the pathetic fucking poles.
And my bag is fucking big.
Then after like 5 bus stops,
I felt my bag moving, I thought it was the fucking bumps of the road.
So I didn't cared.
Then suddenly it's shaking really vigorously,
I turned back.


There's this ahpek aged 60+ on the seat,
looked at me and speaks fucking angrily, points to his head and my bag...
I was listening to my songs so like, I dunno what he's fucking talking about.
And what's more important, I'm too lazy to take off my earpieces.
Then after a twinny 5seconds of staring blankly at him,




I REALISED THAT MY FUCKING BIG BAG
HAS BEEN KNOCKING ONTO HIS HEAD ALL ALONG.




HHAHAHAHAHA.


Omg I can tell you, everyone in the bus were like fucking looking at me lah!
It's fucking embarrassing!!!!


So luckily I saw this empty seat infront of this ahpek and
I quickly hoped in like no one's business and
pretend to look at the birds and buildings outside.
HAHAHA.


But deep inside, my heart's beating fucking fast and totally filled with cold sweat!
Fucking embarrass I tell you.


Dear ahpek, I'm deeply sorry that my fucking big bag has been hitting you all the time.
(HA.HA.HA.)
I really feel like turning around and say sorry but hiya, my pride...


Heh.