wow its 5 weeks more to A's?

I think my head, my head is gonna explode

I think my head is gonna explode

I think my brain is gonna overload

I think my head is gonna explode



well moving on to more irrelevant stuff, what would you do if youre sitting on an mrt on the way home, in a not-so-comfy-but-pretty-hard cosy seat, in a crowded train, when this woman who on first intuition looks pregnant walks in and stands in front of you? well, me being the gentleman i nearly am, nearly stood up for her, and nearly offered her my seat. but then on second thought, she looked more like she was just wearing loose clothing. wouldnt it be the ultimate insult if you stood up and gestured at your seat, smiling at her stomach and nodding your head in satisfaction of doing a good deed? well i guess im not a risk taker, or i wasnt willing to risk getting blown off by her in rejecting my seat in a train full of people. its weird how just one small thing like that drives u crazy in the train. i couldnt sleep, couldnt get in sync with my music, i just kept staring at her checkered top and (what seems to be like) stretchable pants. but she had black toenails. not as in bruised black, but painted black, so i guess either she's some wild girl with radical fashion sense or she's some wild girl who got knocked up. actually it isnt really 'girl' but 'middle aged woman'. oh well. all the deliberating took me all the way to bishan mrt, and when i got up and off the train, i turned back and saw her still standing up, in front of the empty seat. PRIDE, woman!