Foreign Workers in Malaysia.

well, since i have class every sunday morning till late evening, i would need to take the train every sunday morning. in the morning, as i get into the train, that would be about 9.30am or so.once i stepped in, the train will usually be slightly packed.well, one would assume that you will see mostly Malaysians inside.but not me.who i saw?Indonesians; Bangladeshi. hhmm..then in my mind, "ohyeah...Sundays, their only off day" it's not that im discriminating them, but sometimes the way they stare at me freaks me out.but i'll just try to avoid any eye contact and continue to sleep or stare outside.anyways, most of them would go down at KL station too (which is the same with me too) then i'll just "speed-walk" to my college.

FINALLY, after about 6 hours of lectures...time to go home and have dinner.it was about 7.30pm...then wendy as usual offered to drop me off at MV station, so i waited for the train, fortunately the train was quite empty, and i found a place to sit. few stations later..."KL Station"; once the door opened...a huge group of Indonesians came in.Men and women;but mostly women. and...it's obvious that they were drinking.i can smell alcohol.and when i said huge group, there were about 10-15 of them...making lots of noise.it was a bit chaotic that time. when i just looked around me, i barely see any malays, chinese or indians. in my mind, i was thinking, wat if one of this drunkards decided to create havoc or sth...who in the train that can helped out?most of the ppl there are "their own ppl" *sigh*

then, i saw another couple.im guessing that they r foreign workers too. the lady is pregnant, so that men should be her husband.then another question struck me.i thought they came to Malaysia to work? hmmm... so they came here, found the love of their life?ditch their job and live happily ever after? huh...i dun think so...*sigh*