squashed!

yes, there's nothing wrong with your eyes,
after n days, im blogging again :P

well, first im gonna wish all my indian friends out there a
happy thaipusam :D
although i dont really think that they'll see this x)

so it's thaipusam today.
thaipusam.
i dont know how great is this day to them, until all indians (almost every indian in selangor, 'cos i never ever in my life saw SO MANY indians in a morning) are heading to batu caves, which is probably the only place they gather to celebrate thaipusam.

and i happened to take the ktm today.
and the ktm happened to be heading towards batu caves.
and batu caves happened to be a place where all the indians gather.

thus, i entered a ktm with MANY indians. MAAAANY.

well you can imagine-
a helpless girl holding her bottle and standing at the pavement when the ktm arrives,
just to see a full ktm with MANY indians inside,
and she was left the one and only choice to go inside to be
squashed
because she is definitely gonna be late if she takes the next round,
which will be probably full like !@#$%^&*, too.

BUT the bad thing is-
midvalley is not the next stop.
the route goes like this: petaling>pantai dalam>angkasapuri>kl sentral>change ktm>midvalley.

and i was so brainless to think that some ktm guy will tell the passengers
that "the ktm is too full, we cannot let you in"
so when the ktm reached pantai dalam,
which another bunch of indians and malays are waiting,
i was like "cheh, how can they get in, there's no space already" :P

AND to my horror,
the bunch of malay girls was like "wooooo, masuk!!! ahahahahhaha"
and they came squeezing inside with all their mights and stumbling over my lovely shoes that i just bought 4 days ago!!!!!!
ommo!!
they think they very skinny izit?? grrr.
and one of them even stick her watery hair on my skin!!!
really feel like pushing her away but it's pointless
because "away" doesn't really mean "away" at that moment.
it only means either "1mm away" or "away for 1 second and back again immediately"

and needless to say,
another bunch of indians somehow managed to enter the ktm at the
angkasapuri stop too,
which turns my beautiful morning into sh*t.
and i feel that im the only one that is praying for the ktm to reach kl sentral safely
without breaking up halfway because it's overloaded. seriously.

finally, i survived to see the ktm door, opened for me at kl sentral.
for the first time in my entire life, i've never been so happy to see an opened door in front of my eyes.
and i was like "OH, FRESH AIR!!!" and went on gasping for air for my poor lungs.
as you know, there's this special smell on some peop... and i shall not continue, it's not really polite.

my smile quickly fade away when i saw something even... horrible.
the ktm station is crowded like h*ll.
as i squeeze through the crowd i cant even see my legs. i cant even see MYSELF.
all the seats (which are originally limited) was taken, just as i've expected.
once again, i have to stand and wait for the delayed ktm.

the ktm to midvalley was even worse.
you can hear "sorry, sorry" once in a while because the train was shaking
and people cant help it but lose balance and stepped/ pushed/ molested
the person beside him/ her. lols.

so i was late.
and soaked with sweat.
and squashed like roti prata.
and being treated like a bean inside a bottle.

just forget about it.
im never taking ktm on public hols anymore. ever.
and dont you try doing so, trust me.

괜찮아요, it's fated i guess ;)