It's been 4 years but I still feel the pinch of travelling across the country. I don't think I'll ever get used to this.
Come on, guys, get your glass of Milo. I wanna make a toast.
Here's to 4 years of wasting time travelling, being one of the packed sardines on the train, giving up seats even though I should be getting my own reserved seat, ugly competitions with other commuters for seats/spaces in crowded trains, strategies to get a seat asap and not having to give it up, standing for a whole effing hour, waking up damn early to attend morning classes, not waking up damn early and miss morning classes, reaching home only 2 hours after I've made the intention to go home, and surviving through it all.
I know I'm not the only one enduring this, but I still think I should be getting a fucking medal or some sort of recognition for this.
(and yes this issue deserves a post on its own.)
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