I super hate huge Indian man (men, sometimes?) on the bus who can't seem to keep his (their) hands or any part of his body (their bodies) to himself (themselves). Grrrr. Add in old uncle who lives on the sixth floor and let out a fart before he got out of the lift. *screams*


We only value health only when we ain't feeling well. Sometimes it's then too late, but fortunately, for most, erm... it's not?