On the 25th of June 2009, I reached the KTM station around 6.53am just like every other mornings. (weekdays, of course) And my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets at the sight of the people at the KTM station... =.="
I assumed that the previous train got delayed and I was right. At that moment, the train to Port Klang arrived. Not feeling able to stand for one solid hour that morning, I decided to take the train to Kampung Raja Uda so that I get a seat in the train. Upon reaching the Kampung Raja Uda station the train to Sentul arrived (the one I'm supposed to take) and we (quite a number of people did the same) ran with all our mights towards the train.
But I completely forgotten I was wearing heels (not fit for running) and one of them flew away... I was completely frantic. I put it on and walked like a 60 year old grandma. =.=" Even an auntie gently told me to be careful and walk slowly... double =.=" So, anyways, I managed to get on the train and obtain a seat.
"Phew, now to sleep for an hour." Or so I thought.
Bloody h*ll. The train passed two stations and just after they've announced that we're about to reach Klang station, there was a power failure...!@?£#$!
A few middle aged man went down and we were puzzled at first... But...

More people started getting off the train.

So, I was like, "Oh, what the heck... might as well get off too. The god d*mn train's not gonna move."


But once again, the bloody heels hinder me... ish. Those are big, hard rocks. Ain't no good walking with heels. Curse the heels. Ugh. Or just curse me for having to wear them.

Leaving the train behind.


People claiming for refund for their tickets.
After that, I hestitated if I should go to work. After calling Andrew (my group head), I decided to, since Jason (the other temp staff in the group) was taking leave that day.
A man was asking if anyone wanted to take the bus and he was taking a taxi to Klang Central.
I hestitated for awhile and decided to hop on... =.=" I don't approve of my decision then but, ah well... Thankgoodness, the man was a nice guy.
On the taxi.
There's always time for a little camwhoring. ^_^

So, I hopped onto a bus and off we go to KL.
Traffic Jam... as expected.

It was early in the morning, and I was so tired already.
Stopped at Asia Jaya. Took the LRT to KL central and I reached my office safe and sound.
Thank god for that... but I was exhausted.
Conclusion? Our KTM bloody !£#!?*& s*ck...
I knew it all along. But sheesh... seriously... Won't the government do something about this.
Please, the citizens beg of you... stop wasting your time on political scandals and what's not...
and LISTEN, for god's sake, to the people....