Holla.
At last.. I have time to blog because I've been feeling really fatigue this whole week once I returned home from work.
I would usually fall asleep on the couch while watching the TV and my Mom would wake me up by hitting my thighs. Hahahahaha.
Anyway, I had fun at my company.
Like what I had mentioned on my previous entry, my colleagues and boss are warm-hearted people.
They would lend a helping hand whenever I have problems with my work.
Sometimes, they would even explain stuffs to me until I get what they mean.
I admire their patience.
I was given quite a number of work to do since Wednesday because of the increasing number of invoices and fault calls from Vivocity (a place for Tai-tais and rich Indo-chinese girls. Hahaha!)
Time passes really fast when you do work, so I'm not complaining. Haha.

Because I go to work at about 8.00AM every weekdays, I get to see the ugly sides of Singaporeans.
Most of these ugly Singaporeans are actually working adults.
Sad, isn't it?
Adults nowadays should just look at themselves in the mirror before they discriminate against the young, because they are not that great either.
Well, I was waiting for my MRT train to Jurong East on Wednesday, I think.
The train arrived pretty fast, and everyone on the platform was already standing along the yellow line.
The doors of the train opened, and adults immediately rushed into the packed train when they are supposed to allow passangers to alight first.
I could really hear frustrated passangers shouting, "Excuse me!" while they were squeezing their way through, and some just made sucking noises like, "tsk!"
This happens every morning and afternoon during peak hours.
The train then reached Jurong East station.
Passangers alighted and headed to the escalator.
The people were all over the escalator because they didn't bother to queue.
People who were not in a hurry or who were not intending to walk down the escalator stood on the right side of it.
Working adults who might be rushing for time couldn't run down the escalator because people there didn't have basic manners or common senses.
Didn't these people know that they have to shift to their left while they were on the escalator?
Oh please, I was taught this when I was in Primary One! 

Okay, after I got out of Jurong East station,
I went to wait for my bus that will fetch me to where my company is.
Of course, there were other working adults waiting for the same bus as me.
The bus came, and everyone dashed towards the door.
The door opened, and everyone desperately boarded the bus.
And you know what? They were all cutting queue!
Just like those people (usually aunties who are afraid that there will be no more seats available in the bus) boarding the free shuttle buses to IMM!
The men were so not gentlemanly too.
They boarded the bus like nobody's business.
I've never heard any of the men there say, "You first" to any of the women there.
What bastards.

At about 6.00PM after I knocked off on the same day, I took the MRT train from Jurong East back to Bukit Gombak.
When I was on the platform, the train was already there and it was really crowded.
As my Mom had instructed me to go home straight after I knocked off, I had no choice but to board the crowded train.
There was this plump lady holding the strap-hanger/grab pole near the door.
She was blocking the way and was staring into space.
I stood infront of her like an idiot, and my body language obviously showed that I wanted to board the train!
I then decided to say, "Excuse me..."
She continued to stand there and stare into space.
So I gave her this face:

And guess what? She still stood there!
OMGWTHBBQ!!
So this guy beside her saw me, and let me in (THANK GOD!)
While going in, I had to hold my breath because the lady had her arm lifted up.

Ugh... ADULTS.
Tsk! Learn some manners before you come out and work!

Okay, here's one pretty short entry.
I'll update again tomorrow if I have the time.

See Ya !