Why do I just hate hate HATE taking trains in the morning. "Rush hour" as they call it.

urgghhhh! I go in smelling awesome, come out smelling like all 3 races of Malaysia. Not too bad but you get my point la.

To make matters worse, the train had a tiny bit of a technical problem and so, passengers had to get of in Bandar Tun Razak station. Fine. So we waited for the next train to come by. When it finally did, the carriages were already half full. Plus the crowd that I'm standing with, THERES NO MORE SPACE TO MOVE IN THE TRAIN!

Then I notice this bangladesh/pakistani guy. Foreigner la. (urghh) It is always a bad omen when you notice a certain someone and have a bad feeling about that person. And it was proven right.

THAT MOTHER FUCKING DUMB CUNT MOLESTED ME!!!

I swear it was no accident. His hands grazed my ummm..."down below" T^T
He could've moved his hand away but he left it there. His finger lingered when it grazed my thigh too. And theres no where that I could turn to as it was jam packed with working people. Damn stuffy! Thank god I brought my file case along with me. Dropped it to hip - thigh level to block his hand away.

Urghhh..Dumb mother fucker!!! Freaking pissed off!!


samantha ♥