if you're lack of affection, care and love and are dying of it, you can try to board the lrt every morning from 8-9 or evening 5-7. you might just get lucky and have your forehead kissed by a tall, dark and handsome guy....! but unfortunately for me, i get to molest a woman's head with my breast... -_-: serious! she's THAT short..
ok... getting on the lrt every morning is a havoc for me. well, especially around 8a.m. to 9a.m. The train will be extremely full and jam packed with people. college students, OL (office ladies), travellers with their large backpack (i wonder why their out so early), and lotsa other office people. the lrt, for me, is to avoid the traffic jam and be at our destination on time with a comfortable surrounding and safer journey. but i'm wrong..
today, like usual, ming drop me at the lrt station at Asia Jaya. i have to take the train to Masjid Jamek. That's a lot of station to pass before i reach there. as i walked up the escalator, i turned and saw the train is waiting for me.. (don't know why it just stopped there for quite some time). i walked pass door by door. it's full. no place for me to squeeze in... but to my luck, i saw a spot at one of the train's entrance. so i walked in the stood there, facing outside. you see, standing on my left is a very tall guy. in his early 20s i think. his back facing me. 45 degrees i think. then, on my right, there's a woman in her mid 30s. at my 7 o'clock, there's a guy with a luggage. behind me was another tall uncle in his 40s, standing with both of his hands on the bar above him. and at my 5o'clock, a college girl facing me. the position is not few metres away. it's a few milimeters away from each other. yes. THAT close we are. at first, i have no problem with that position. considered as comfortable in that situation. so the train moved...
first few stations passed without having to move around cos it's the door at the other entrance that's been used. and until this particular station, i think it's station Universiti, i saw the crowd outside... it's like... double of what we have in the train. all nicely lined up, waiting to board the train. unfortunately, the door in front of me have to be opened for them to come in. in the situation like that, i wouldn't board it... but no, two ladies squeezed in. and i have to move a bit to the back. so everybody's body is touching other people's body part.. lucky for me, there's a luggage on my side and i have some fresh air to breathe..
then another station that have to use the door in front of me... people from the inside have to go out, so i stepped out from the train for their convenience. after they came out, i went back in and this time, people from my back, left and right are pushing me into the train. so i got back the same spot. but they pushed me nearer to the luggage and the uncle behind me. i felt his whole body glued to me. and i'm glued to the poor guy's luggage. and this is when a fat, FAT (when i say FAT, it's double my size..) lady squeezed in. stood in front of me.. i'm half dead being squeezed like that. she pushed so hard that me and the girl beside me nearly fall though there will be no place for us to fall. then, i had to stand in a very weird position cos it's too packed.
i nearly died. turn to the right, the smell of the tall guy's perfume. so juk.. turn to the left, the girl's long curly hair brushing my nose, turn to the back, worse! nose will touch the uncle's armpit!! ugh... so i had no choice but to stay where i was, facing the tudung of the fat lady. damn smelly can die.
luckily it's just two station. i went down at Masjid Jamek and to my horror, the station is triple times two crowded compared to the people in the train. then i heard the announcement they made via PA system. "... masalah teknikal.... kesulitan amat dikesali.....sila beratur... harap bersabar...."
no wonder.
luckily i'm taking Sri Petaling line when i go home... at least the trains are bigger and longer.
Friday, December 15, 2006
lrt experience.
still sober at 10:29
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Hmm... What a special experience. But why you never mention how the shortie molested your breasts one??
no... not the shortie molested me... my breasts molested her head...!
It seems like the shortie's head molested your breasts lah!!
she keeps on losing her balance and moved her head backwards, touching my breasts...
liddat call i molest her or she molest me?
Molester molesting you without you notice one!! You think they don't afraid of your chiu kap mou ying slap meh??
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