mrt, a.m.

on the train this morning, i found myself seated next to this malay guy who was listening to evanescence on his discman - at about a hundred times the volume a normal person would. honestly, you could hear my immortal blaring forth from three carriages away. i really pity his poor eardrums - and it's not even as if evanescence is that great a group to lose your hearing over.

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on the subject of the mrt, i find it rather amusing that the announcement as the train approaches boon lay not only tells passengers that the train is terminating but also somewhat morosely apologises "for the inconvenience", as if some people on board would like nothing better than to stay on board while the train travels further west, bursts off the tracks and plunges into the straits of malacca.