It's been a long time since I have been caught in a morning rush. So, when I started being accustomed to that, I wished I had afternoon classes everyday again.
The morning rush is as terrible as I remembered! During peak hours, there are a litter of people walking towards the train station and through the ticketing machines. I joined the crowd and tried to move as seamlessly and quickly as possible so that I would be almost guaranteed to board the next train. More often than not, I managed to squeeze through the already crowded train and stand and wait patiently till I reached my stop. I did all that, while listening to music and sometimes glancing at the corner of my eyes at other people's behaviour, such as those who vehemently refused to move inside the train so that new passengers can board. Maybe it was because some of them wanted to be near the train doors so that they could alight quickly and avoid bumping onto people as they head to the door. I could empathize.
The morning rush can affect the mood badly. Since people are rushing for work or school, some people can be more uptight and grumpy in the morning. A brief glance at a small sample of passengers and you could observe that almost all of them have scrunched eyebrows, frowning. Sometimes I had a feeling that they would instantly lash out when someone were to tap their shoulders to move inside to give more space for others. And, sadly to say, other people's visibly irritated expressions tend to rub off on me too. Of course, the irritation dissipates once I finally arrived at my school. Every time I stepped out of the bus, I would involuntarily heave a sigh of relief.
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