PHOTOGRAPHY. KILLS.

photog lectures kill the brain, i swear.

"class, do you know how to take a picture? do you know where the shutter button is?"

gahhhhhh. me want no flashy lights and lens. me want sleeeeeeeeeeeep.

have you ever encountered bus drivers who just INSIST of stuffing every last person outside the bus inside that crummy little space? y'know, the ones who scream "MOVE IN, MOVE IN! LAI LAI! MOVE INNNNN!" even though it's painfully obvious that moving in is IMPOSSIBLE. the ones who stop at each bus stop for ten minutes insisting people move to the back.

or maybe the aunties in the bus who assist the bus driver in his eternal quest to pack the bus like a tin of sardines? "LAI LAI XIAO DI, QING NI JING QU AH. KUAI DIAN, JING QU!" and the groups of aunties who drag around a HUGE trolley just to carry a little bundle of vegetables and COMPLAIN that people are taking up space.


"world class transport system" my blubbery hiney.