Packed train.

I never thought the train could get as crowded as it was this morning. Apparently something effed up at Epping so the commuters at the next station, Eastwood, got onto my all stops train instead of their normal express city service. By the time we pulled into Burwood, people actually fell out when the doors opened. But Burwoodians nonetheless still tried to get on! There's another fucking train in five minutes, can't you wait? It boggles the mind.

Unfortunately, the private school boy from a couple of mornings ago wasn't on board. See, the other morning, my carriage was pretty packed; at the time, I didn't think you could possibly fit any more people in but this morning proved me wrong. An influx of people at a busy junction station pushed me up against this tall, blonde senior private school boy that I was standing near. And he smelled good. He looked down at me and smiled. I apologised. He was so cute that I wanted to cry.


Listening to:
Title: Leaving Home
Artist: Jebediah
Album/station: Slightly Odway (1997)
Length: 3.03