Machaochibai!! How the fucking hell does the city work when all the buses run on a time of their own?! Hasn't anyone heard of punctuality before? Anyone? It means be the fuck on time!! I don't care of you came early or not, you're supposed to be ON TIME…not do things your own sweet time. You don't make up for the other days of being late by coming 10 minutes earlier than you're supposed to be then driving like a madman all the way.

If there is anything I hate in the morning, it's losing my fucking LRT pass and Astro tag along the way because I was busy chasing after you in the wee hours of the morning.

If there is anything I hate in the morning, it's having to endure my mother rain hell down on me while searching for my pass when things like this happens to her plenty of times too.

If there is anything I hate in the morning, it's missing the bus to Astro because it means doubling back to take the other LRT to Bukit Jalil station and enduring that crap of a suffocating crowd called the morning rush hour.

If there is anything I hate in the morning, its missing the last transport from the station to Astro again and having to hike up and down the hills for 20 minutes in the sun while having a sore throat that feels like you're swollowing fucking razor blades.

I have heard that a little sweat does you good for your flu but this is not that I fucking had in mind. I suppose the only consolidation to all of this is that:

1. My pass and tag were found anyway.
2. I got Stepsils for my throat.
3. I burnt calories and fat by walking that far.

But never ever will I want to repeat that all again, especially in my condition right now. Running around chasing after fucked up buses and climing hills with an older generation laptop isn't the best thing to do with fucked up knees. Screw all of this, I'm going for lunch. If I don't take those new painkillers now, it'll be none too soon…and then…I'll definitely be cranky.