Wednesday, July 16, 2008

No Air.



I think I finally understood why Jordin Sparks (or inspired to sing) sung No Air.




... she must have experienced Malaysia's KTM at peak hour. Enough said.

Shared by aehknum at 8:51 PM  

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6 comments:

kienz said...

I totally understand you, and at our height, it's all the armpit-essences' dwelling height, which can get quite nasty if you're unlucky enough to stand full journeys (like I did)

July 17, 2008 at 1:16 AM
aehknum said...

Ahh.. alas someone's sharing the same boat as me.

It was not too bad because if you stick your head up a little, you might get to breathe some air la (Malaysian Malay --- not being racist --- are generally slightly shorter despite our Zaccheus' height).

It was really packed like a sardin (I don't agree with this simile used because I don't see sardin being really crowded in tin food, nevermind) and I got stucked there for only 2 stops. Phew~ It was more relieved by the time we reach Shah Alam station.

I thank God for cars.

July 17, 2008 at 1:35 AM
Anonymous said...

dude.. kl weather here is so filthy that i'v been sick since last tuesday til now...

July 18, 2008 at 2:27 PM
aehknum said...

Ahh? You okay?? you'll (or have to!) get used to the atmosphere soon la. GET WELL SOON!

You should proclaim your healing like me. I was having a real high fever and I recovered that night itself =)

Isaiah 53 "By His stripes, I AM HEALED"

July 18, 2008 at 7:49 PM
- k o R i - said...

lol! poor you =P

I don't like ktm either =\

July 21, 2008 at 9:48 AM
aehknum said...

=(

July 21, 2008 at 4:29 PM

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