Cityrail

It's not unusual to hear a person these days bitching about the trains. If you are simply not a fan of understandable complaints, then don't read this.

I have a habit of pointing out the negative!

Must there always be a scene on morning trains?

They're always packed, there is never a bloody seat to sit and it's early. Majority of people like myself, are already in crabby moods, simply because we're out of bed! It's always annoying to be on public transport, but when another person makes this already unbearable experience worse, that's when I get the shits!

Are all school kids normal when alone, then turn into complete wankers once accompanied by friends?

I completely understand being loud and having a laugh with buddies, but when you start blocking the doors at stops and jumping on the seats (mind you, people are sitting on them) then its totally uncalled for.

I hate when mothers let their toodlers climb up the poles and run through the trains. Of course when they stack it down the stairs it's their fault. Take some responsibility.
Dumbass.

Not unless you are a complete weirdo with a foot fetish...NO ONE LIKES BARE FEET UP ON THE SEAT NEXT TO THEM! Your not even supposed to be putting your feet up, but if you really must, closed shoes would be nice.

To that man who felt the urge to throw his cigarette at my feet this morning.

Shame you didn't choke on it.

Some people should just be banned from public transport. I propose a special lane for them on roads....TO FLINSTONE THEY'RE ASSES TO WHEREVER THEY HAVE TO BE HAHA!

Don't Get It Twisted

Hmmm what seems interesting enough to blog about?

I'll just start with my morning and I'll see where I end up going with this "lmao" (as my little happy chappy friend only just realised the meaning of this common indication of humour).

This morning my lack of sleep was interrupted by the loud noise of of rain hitting my window. It didn't help either when I hadn't closed it the night before lol. This unfortunate incident was followed by the cries of my mother telling me that breakfast was ready!!! Probably the best thing to look forward to in the morning.......food, not my mum jks. She'll probably be annoyed that I haven't already choosen to dedicate my blog to her. If you haven't already noticed, food loves me and I love it haha. My window sill was soaked, but the sight of a plate filled with toast, eggs, bacon and sausages made me forget it all!!!

On the way to school (or whatever I'm supposed to call it) I was forced to endure yet another day on a train!!

Is it just me or do I have a sign on my back asking randoms to talk to me??

I glanced at the monitor and realised that my train would come for another 13 mins. Feeling so helpless, I considered pulling out my reader and decided what I normally do......whinge to myself and wait!! Whilst being at Bankstown Station (yes, Bankstown), this man in a fairly nice business suit, decided to say "Hello". Not wanting to be a snob, or encourage him to talk to me more, I simply replied, "Hi". His next question was, "Are you Asian?". I was stuck there thinking, "God, can this guy actually see me?". Resisting the urge to be a smartarse I said, "Yes". For a conversation that went on until the train arrived, I found out that this man was a lawyer who'd come from Lebanon and was working at the Arab Bank. He gave me his business card, in the event that I ever needed a loan. Like my ticket, I managed to lose this before I got to Central.

Without anything else to type and not knowing how to end it. That is all for now!