My One Cent Worth of Thoughts

A survey on MRT riding habits.

1. At the entrance, do you
a. try to rub your big fat black bag over the ezlink sensor (a few times, that is, because the ezlink card in your bag has shifted from left to right)(especially if you are an auntie with a really big bag), valiantly enduring the scathing looks from the peak hour commuters behind you?
b. tap the sensor lightly with your ultra slim card holder?
c. pull your brakes just before the gantry, causing other commuters to collide headlong into you, before you dig into your bag to search for your ezlink card for a full 10 mins?

2. After you have painstakingly crossed the gantry, do you
a. run down the stairs to try to beat the rest of the commuters on the escalators, as it makes good sense to do a little exercise everyday?
b. stand beside someone on the right side of the escalator, being the only person standing in the right, enduring the daggered looks of the person behind you and hot breaths down your neck, while blissfully looking around, enjoying the scenary?
c. try to run down the right side of the escalator (to try to beat Mr. A), only to find Mr. B blissfully blocking your way?

3. After crossing rivers and mountains, when you have finally reached the platform, do you
a. lean against the glass panels like a spineless creature
b. ignore the yellow markings on the ground and stick your nose against the glass doors, because you are so shortsighted that you can’t even see the doors (and the yellow markings) at all?
c. find a small seat between 2 people and squeeze yourself between them, causing one of them of fall off his/her end of the seat, just so that you can expand the size of your bum (my friend has this theory that women’s bums grows due to prolonged sitting in the offices)? Now I’m Ms C here. Do you notice that, no matter how wide the space is, the 2 people will definitely shift themselves to give up miniscular amount of unneccessary space? Must be the human space I’m talking about. Hehe, I simple love to see people squim. Muahahaha.

4. When the MRT doors open with loads and loads of people in the 100m starting race position, do you
a. bash straight into them, rugby style, because you simply can’t understand a very simple theory in physics that, in order for something to enter a full container, things must come out first?
b. stand at the side politely, while all the Mr. and Ms. As are bashing each other silly, to find that, when the mrt bells chime, there isn’t any space for you, then resignedly wait for the next train?
c. turn ninja style and slowly edge from the side of the door and squirm yourself through the crowd?

Please write your answers in my comments (blabber) box. This post is in no way related to the SMRT and any similar reference is purely personal.

See see! I actually have more than 20 comments for my last substandard, pathetic entry. Exhilarated, I thought, Hey! People are starting to take notice of my blog! Then, again, after browsing through the comments, they fall into 2 catergories:
1. Begging for $$
2. A standard “praise” for my blog before doing some free marketing for theirs.

If you don’t have any constructive comments, then just don’t write anything! BAH!

Blogger just lost part of this, which I have painstakingly toiled over for the last 30 mins… sheesh! This round will be factual, no more funnies…. I just lost my humour inspiration…

A little update on the progress on Lumino before the complaints pour in.

Lumino in a red moony hat, set off by her night black split top and white bottom.

(Chanting in a boring tone) Lumino in a brown Japo straw hat. She’ll be wearing this for a loooong loooong time to come…. Because the silly girl has spent all her money guzzling pots. (I don’t know which is worse… to spend money on clothes or on drugs.) Anyway, Axeo (He’s a cleric. Lucky pig! He doesn’t have to spend money on pots.) has kindly volunteered his healing aid so that Lumino can wean herself off drugs and buy herself more flashy clothes in order to live up to her fashion mage reputation.

Now, it’s time for complaints!!!!!!!!!!

Goodness Gracious! I thank God that the server which we are on, is a Southeast Asia Server and dominated by mostly Singaporeans. The kids are horrigibidific!!! See the extent of it! (Ok, I coined the word myself to show my exasperation!) The only good thing I can think of, is that, they are all contained in the SEA server. They must not be released to the world or else, there will be such a stink on Singapore’s name that 1 trillion bottles of top grade French perfume will not be able to cover it.

It is disheartening to realize that these are our future leaders. (Just to redeem some of them, I have met a few nice, decent kids). A bunch of cut-throats, extortionists, spoilt pesky brats and super whiners! That’s how realistic William Golding’s Lord of the Flies can be. (Hallo! It’s Lord of the FLIES not Rings! Yeah! I know I know, the ringy one is more famous… ) The super whiners go around, begging people for mesos, items etc…. And they practically whine til it gets on your nerves and you just have to throw them a bone.

Besides that, there were the unethical brats who go around stealing people’s kills! One moment, you were happily wacking this green monster, seeing gore and blood fly around, then in a flash of blue, it disappeared! Someone just stole the kill and all the experience and thus wasted the few happy minutes, which you have spent to decrease its resistance!

During one of my earlier days in Maple, when I was naïve and innocent, unlike the hard, realistic me now, I met this bloody kid.

Bloody kid : Can I have some money?
Me : (being a angel) Ok. (Gave him 1000 mesos)
Bloody kid : Not enough. I want 10,000 mesos.
Me : Sorry, no money.
Bloody kid : YOU LIAR!! (Bloody kid! That’s after I have given him 1k!!! Bloody ungrateful).
Me : ……
Bloody kid : If you don’t give me 10,000 mesos, I will ks (steal your kills) from now on!
Me : …… (Ignored the brat)

Guess what, the thug really stayed around and stole all my kills!

Sigh… Now you know where all the playground violence comes about. I have inferred that this must be the dumb kid who goes around the playgrounds and extorting his playmates. An alternative theory : He’s a victim himself and thus comes into maple to victimize others, because he is too cowardly to stand up for himself in the real world and he can terrorize people behind the safety of the computer screen. COWARD!!! Whatever the case is, the parents ought to be whipped for producing such a kid. If they have no time to impart good values to them, then don’t give birth to them lar!!!!

Ok… I have let out my frustration. Beware the next brat who crosses me!!!!