I HATE THE BLARDY MRTS

the sister and the girlfriends know how well i HATE [H.A.T.E. HATE!!!] taking the train, especially in the mornings.
the girls often get my very angry sms-es in the morning declaring my annoyance/anger (depending on my mood that day) at
the train that's late, the fat-ass who's pretending to sleep and refuse to give up his/her seat to the pregnant woman, the idiots who push their way onto the trains every morning even when after the platform attendants (or whatever those peeps in the ugly red uniforms are called) have told them to "please wait for the next train", the tmd well-dressed Shenton Way/Raffles Place/banker-looking (no offence to my banker friends but wtf im plain annoyed now so i don't care lah) type of men (MEN ok? MEN!!! wtf) who push their way past others to empty seats, the trains that are supposed to be air-conditioned but blardaaaaay hell are just plain HOT AND STUFFY (wtf!!!), the trains that seem to be foreva packed, the incosiderate people who can't seem to understand what it means to let passengers ALIGHT first, before boarding...
honestly i could go on and ON!!! and while i do know that a good bulk of my annoyance comes from the PEOPLE who take the trains, there's the other bit that comes from the fact that the trains (and the system) just aint that good! [think: hot, stuffy cabins. frequency of trains...]
the sister and i waited a good five, FIVE (OMG!!!) trains yesterday before we managed to get onto an eastbound train to work. that was a good 20 minutes spent just standing on the blardy crowded platform WAITING!
and to think they keep increasing fares and shite. wtf do they do with our money???
gawd i pray darling moves here soon and we can get a car in future. not that i can drive (hurhur). but i take comfort in the fact that he can =)