bones sinking like stones.

I take the train at the worst possible times on the way home. Today just before 12noon, the train carriage was full of the elderly. Reminiscent of the elderly bus ride I had the other day.

The thing with taking the train with them is that you're required, as a social norm, to give up your warm seat to the elderly. Is that not practicing age discrimination? It’s like you're moving away when you see them walk through the doors of the train. I insist we should stop this discrimination at once. I will not stand for them the next time I am seated in a full carriage.

Besides, the way they look at you would be enough, as an indicator, to tell you that they want your seat. What’s worse is that when they do have a seat, they'll stand in front of the seat for a full minute and wait for the seat to cool down. What the hell is up with that? It’s going to get hot anyway when they sit on it.

Oh, and when you see people seating on the edges of the seat, they're actually waiting for the seat to cool down too. Up till recently did I manage to come up with that.

IAC is the most fucked up module when you’re in my course. It is not related at all to mass comm and it is wasting my time, which I can use to complete other projects and assignments. No body does it anyway. Everyone fakes the report, fakes the surveys, fakes the presentation, we fake everything! We feign interest in class too by the way. Ok, I do.

You know English names need new addition when you can count the number of friends who goes by the name of David with more than one hand. And also when you want to call that other Valerie, you have to figure out which number belongs to which.

Don’t make list common Malay names also. Abu, Ali, Ahmad. When I watch Malay serials, I wonder if Suria recycle the names of their characters.

I need new CDs.

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