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It was a hectic day yesterday. KL was in total standstill in the evening rushhour. It rained… heavily. Flash floods in the golden triangle. Even the monorail service was not spared. Commuters were squeezed into the coaches like tuna or sardine…. and hundreds more were waiting to be squeezed, stuffed, molested, fondled whatever.

After work, we went karaoke at Neway, Berjaya Time Square. Ex-colleague, Nika initiated it. So, the four of us guys – Psychoacid, Leong, Chong and myself of course, took the monorail and to our horror as we walked up the escalator to the Raja Chulan monorail station (infront of our office building, Menara Promet), we saw dozens of people queueing to buy tickets. Fuck. The roads under the station were in standstill. The traffic lights were rendered useless despite in good working order.

After jumping queue, illegal pushings and dont-give-a-fuck to anyone else, I managed to squeezed into the train… leaving Psycho out there being stopped by the monorail personnel. Waved him godbye and the train moved towards Times Square (2 stops away). Leong and Chong hopped into an earlier train. Imagine the chaos. You can see ladies weeped for being fondled but nothing can be done. You don’t know who the fuck is doing it let alone your hand is trying hold onto something to stay oriented. This is life. You have to come and experience it. By that, I dont mean I encourage ladies to go get fondled. Ha.

Once reached Times Square, fagged while waited for Psycho.

Everyone were already eating when we reached the karaoke room. Straight away, I went out to grab foods. Ate, ate, ate and ate. Then started to sing. Psycho and I were a bit bored coz we dont sing chinese song. We’re banana. Felt being left out… but hey, who cares. The English songs varieties in Neway… SUCKS. I think Redbox have better choices of English songs. I was looking for Durian Durian’s… oops, I mean Duran Duran’s Ordinary World but to no avail. Geez.

Sometime when we sang English songs, the rest will give some remark which made us felt uneasy. Although we know they don’t mean anything, it just spoilt the mood. They’re expecting us to sing those boyband songs… those michaels learning to rock, those wastelife, arggh come on man. I never went ga-ga over those chaps. But Ricky Martin’s She Bangs is a must-sing for me. William Hung etched that reminder in me. They should start to put in more Coldplay’s songs of the X&Y album.

Nika was as ever so lovely. I was kinda blushed upon seeing her. I dunno why. Ha. Oh… it was the beers, ok. And too bad Winnie left early. She’s hot. Cindy’s the Hokkien songstress. Chloe is good in singing. Leong sings very well too. Chong flunked his singing exams… but merit in his funny antic dances. Haha. At the end of the day, everyone enjoyed.

For more pictures, please visit Psycoacid’s blog.