Bag-Slap-Face Kungfu~ *WaH Tahr~!*

I don’t take sadistic pleasure in inflicting pain in other people. Nor do I have a fetish for smashing faces. It’s just… I have a soft spot for big bags.

It’s a long story…

I have too many things I would like to carry around with me that they just cannot fit into those dainty, pretty little handbags most girls simply adore. Every time I come across “The Bag Section” of Urban, I can’t help but think, “If it is my bag, one tabloid page full will not suffice. tsk tsk..”

As a commuter, everyday I have to sardine myself in the MRT, on the bus home. My gigantic bag never fails to either 1) get stuck behind when I’m getting out or 2) hit someone.

Sometimes I get quite irritated with how anal some of these commuters are. On the MRT, those standing at the door would refuse to budge and block everyone going out. Its like they’re afraid once they exit the train to make space for others, they cannot enter anymore. *rolls eyes* Terrible!

Usually, I don’t mind sitting in the inner seat on bus rides home. BUT! It gets exasperating when its time for you to alight and the one sitting beside you expects you to crab walk out of the seat and at the same time manoeuvre everything you’re carrying. Big bag, laptop and maybe even a carrier.

Which is why, for these inconsiderate anal people, I wouldn’t give a damn whether my bag hits them on the face (which happens quite a lot) or I accidently step on their toes.
On the bright side, its not everyday I get volunteers to let me practice my “bag-slap-face” kung-fu on. =D