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Wednesday, July 15, 2009


Hallo peeps. Another boring day of lectures and labs and stuffing my brain with extra unnecessary information.


Pffttt.


Anyways, let me tell you a story. It happened to me in a bus a few days ago on the way to the office. I was minding my own business and was sitting at the lower deck of a double deck bus. It was a very lazy Monday afternoon and I had just completed an uber long day of school. So I was sitting on the bus at the seats where u can see the person sitting opposite you. Still can't figure out what I m saying, ugh fine! I ll draw!






Ok so we get that out of the way, I was minding my own business while watching reruns of Just for Gags at TvMobile when these two old ladies started talking. Since they were taking in their native tongue, I ignore them and carried on laughing lamely on the various pranks pulled on innocent Caucasians. When suddenly...

POW!
My nostril was greeted by this overwhelming smell of rottenness. I was like "what the freak!". I was looking around in an attempt to sniff out a dead rat or cockroach but sadly there wasn't any. It was bugging the hell out of me. Why is the smell so strong? So I wonder for awhile.

Is it me?


I sniff myself just to be sure. But nope, it wasn't me. I was like ΒΌ through my journey still long long long way to go. So after failing to find the source of pollution, I tried to ignore it. Taking holding my breath whenever the smell lingers. Only then after like 3/5 of the journey I turned my head and then I notice! The smell came from the lady who was sitting next to me.


KNNBCCB!


I wanted to move seats but since the journey was coming to an end, I decided to stick and bear with it. Seriously, would it kill those people to brush their teeth? Eat a mint or something! The bus is a PUBLIC, I repeat, PUBLIC transport. Have we not learn from what happen when there are excessive pollution?

ICE CAP MELTS GODDAMMIT!

Toxic breath can render people unconscious! Not to mention leaving a scarred memory of the bus ride taken on 13/07/2009. How I wish I can Clorox my nose clean from the evil stench.


*sob*


I shall blog soon!

6:31 PM


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