Alight from the MRT and you see a schoolgirl running past you.

WHOOOOOOOOSH

BAM!
That goes to show how heavy she was, but that's not the point.
Her stuff flew in all directions. Her file and pencil case, I think, landed and ended up just nice at the gap between the train and the platform. She turns around, and stared at the commuter who had "caused her to fall".

She then struggled to say "Ffffffffffffffff!", which was obviously directed at that innocent commuter.

She gave that slut-ish, whore-ish, bitch-y look, one which you had to see it for yourself before you'd understand what I mean.

A few seconds later, she's laughing away like nobody's business.


I know this post is pointless, but heck. And yay, it's great to see that I can spell my words properly. I need to type more in this way, get used to writing essays, a freaking component which I never fail to fail.