Today is beautiful day. Had a nice afternoon nap. Watch the beautiful sky turning dark while listening to SS501 and having a short blackout at home. It is a beautiful process.

Everyday when i go home, shld be able to see something but it is always pitch dark now. It is always dark and dark.
Everyday i go home, i sleep on the train until the train shook and shook.
Everyday i go home, i am thinking to have dinner or not. Either too hungry or too full, becoz i will eat abt 8.30pm.
Everyday i go home, time passes so fast that weekends come and go, with no time for me to rest enough.

Traveling to the end of Singapore, almost everyday, i will see different types of funny ppl on train.
Such as a woman without any shoes on standing, becoz her heels is too painful and no one is offering her seat.
A young lady carrying many luggages standing beside me with no one giving her seat, and she have problems balancing each time the train brakes. But i managed to get a seat for her, so no one can snatch it away.
A China man hogging the whole cabin with his odour and hands by holding on the the round handles on top, and fighting for seats.
A caring papa who put his little girl on his laps even he noes that the seat is dirty just to let his girl sit down.
A office man carrying only a briefcase fighting for seats with ladies with heels. Obviously is so ungentlemen.
And always it is men hogging the pole like it belongs to them. Weird weird weird.

For so many weeks, i only see 1 gentleman who offer a seat to me.

Everyday i see the ugly side of people have already overwrite the kindness of ppl i see on train. Smiles on train i see which is the only nice thing when travelling.