It's unbelievable. I've just cast aside my self consciousness for a SEAT. Apparently, no one prolly understands how significant is a seat to a retail associate. A temporary one, though. I've been scanning everywhere. EVERYWHERE. For a damn seat. I ate STANDING, I drank STANDING, I work STANDING. C'mon Singaporeans, do you have to vie with me over a seat? Do you have to intentionally pick the overcrowded area as your 'window-shopping' location? Do you have to forcefully squeeze the hell out of me and further torture me? I am physically drained. MENTALLY drained. A debilitating headache and sore legs. What more do I lack? What frustrates me the most, is the presence of uncivilized & selfish Singaporeans. You obviously have a GAP between each other. An extremely visible one. Can't you leave your paper bags by your leg and move in? It's so space consuming I can fit in 2 persons' butts! Oh gosh, damn it. Move in please! Well, i cant believe I am sitting on the ground floor of the shopping mall. I don't care anymore. I'll just make do with the corner for 's sake.