I don't know if it's just me or everyone, but nowadays the weather is so freaking cold. Today at class, almost everyone was wearing sweater and few were still sneezing. Raining almost every evening. Nice. I love it. But it's not the post-raining-evening that I enjoy. Sigh. This is the story. Of LRT nightmare!


Lately I've been coming home late and exhausted. Every journey home is about S. Sardine, sweaty, smelly and squeezing. Oh. Add sneezing to that too. So today I almost didn't make it into the train I waited for. But at the very last seconds, I hopped in pulling my wifey along. Then some lady out of nowhere decided to do the same stunt. What's worse was that she accidentally stepped on my foot, wearing heels! 


Nevermind, I was cool with it. Then during the 20 minutes to Setiawangsa station, I was surrounded by office ladies as I was holding on to the metal pole or whatever that's called. And I didn't know which one of them was wearing perfume. Some strong blueberry smell. The truth is I can't stand strong cologne or perfume. Especially fruity and flowery smell. I sneezed almost 3 times while she was near to me. Plus, remember I was holding on to the pole? She was breathing against my arm. Ahhhh!! 


Speaking of which, I don't understand some women. It's either you love being touched or you just couldn't care less about your body just because I'm a female too. Women have bosoms. Some come in big sizes, some come in small. But size is not the matter here, it's the distance you should keep them away from others. I know in the LRT, at such peak hours, everybody was tired. But you could at least stand in a way that people won't get to "get in touch" with your assets. I still remember one day after the KLCC station where almost all the humans got off, I was standing at the corner near the door. One lady still remained standing at the very same position when she was squeezed. Close to me. Like hello! An inch away. While the space beside her, behind her, on her left, on her right was all empty, she chose to stand there so near to me. Oh guys, did I mention, she was wearing a low V cut blouse? Fantastic view but I kept on looking somewhere else. Haha. Because she's pretty, she's hot, she's got a fantastic body. But I'm not a pervert. Bottom line, I don't like them being so close to me. Everytime the LRT brakes or stops, she falls onto me (my arm actually, I was having my arms crossed at chest) and I felt them. Not comfortable, okay?


Back to the story, at the pole, I was standing and counting down the stations to my destination. Then I felt at my back there's a warm touch. A hand of somebody of course. At first I felt I was invaded of some sort, not being comfortable in short. Then I realised it belonged to a young lady. I looked at her for a second but she looked somewhere else. Man... Can't you move your hand just a lil away from my hips down south? Please, don't tell me today, females too love to feel/touch females. That is just so weird. And I believe there's etiquette in LRT. Men, there's reasons why you grow taller than females, supposedly. One of them, I believe you should at least hold onto the horizontal bars and let the ladies hold on to the holders. Besides that, all of us should know that the center pole is to be held on, not leant against. So people, stop leaning against it and causing the rest to hold near you asses or on top of your head.


Anyway, the floor was wet, my shoelaces kept coming off. And in the LRT, you can't expect me to bend down and tie my shoelaces. That's another unfortunate event. Let us fast forward. So I was in the bus, sitting opposite a female student looking all tired and sleepy. My nose was still runny and I can't stop yawning and yawning. The yawning tears filled my eyes and I wiped it off, sniffing. Okay. That girl was looking at me and I knew what she was thinking about, I'm sobbing. Then I tried not to wipe the tears off, at least control the tears and let them flow from one eye to another. I thought I was doing great in holding back the yawning tears until I had one blink, and a drop of tear shed. Yikes~ Immediately, I tilted my head downwards and held my forehead to cover up my face to pretend that I was sleeping. Not forgetting, sniffing all the way. All those things suggested that I cried. What heck?


Great thing that sem 2 is coming to an end. I can finally avoid those packed LRTs. Phew~ Just three more days babeh, three days to go!!

1. Tired. Tired. Tired.

2. Feel like bungee-jumping during snow but all for a longer time.

3. Am missing a lot from the world of badminton... Read that LCW is struggling while KKK-TBH is defeated by CTF-LWW.. Ahh..

4. Adam Lambert is all over my head again.