There are two groups of people I hate most on the bus. One is the couple that has no sense of public decency and the other, punkass boys who talk through their ass.

Today, I witnesses both extremes. At the same time.

In front of me were a couple of 15 year old boys with various facial piercings, cursing like seasoned sailors and talking crudely (and loudly) about masturbation. One boy in particular was waving his Nano about, proclaiming loudly that he only has My Chemical Romance and likewise bands in his iPod. He also said this to his friend who was fiddling with his iPod, "Wah, not bad. You know how to work an iPod. It's quite difficult." O rly. Ipods are the easiest fucking things in the world to operate, even technology retards would agree.

But really, the worst is yet to come. Beside me, in the backseat (Backseat bullies? More like backseat horror this time), there was a pair of smooching couple. This normally wouldn't annoy me to such great extent, but this couple in particular do not understand the concept of modesty AT ALL. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement in like the lower body area and when I tilted my head in that direction, to my utmost horror, she was massaging his denim schlong with much enthusiasm. WHAT THE FUCK. I hightailed my way out of there.

Assholes.

UGH. I LOVE HAIRSPRAY SO MUCH ♥_♥

And I must say, that whole 'you'd fall in love with Zec Efron thing after the show?' NOT TRUE (though I do like Ladies' Choice). I still find him as hilarious as ever, Janz and I giggled at him throughout the whole movie and afterwards even, when we saw him in a magazine at Page One. He had a very Jude Law liked picture with one of his nips showing. O.o Discomfiting to say the least.


HOI. I am missing you terribly already, Hairspray was supposed to be Janz, yours and mine's movie. :( Just in case you are secretly besotted with Zac (as Janz is), this is for you!



ZEFRON GIF TIME

So Hoi and I decided to go to Singfest. A very spur of the moment thing.
( An lj-cut so I don't rape your f-list )

[EDIT: What a great start to the new season for Liverpool! I'm glad Alonso finally has jerseys that actually fit him and are not New Urban Male-esque]

Today, I received the weirdest comment. It might not seem very strange to you, but it definitely was to me, I didn't really know how to feel about it.

I was sitting at my desk, reading Smashed, an autobiography of this girl's battle with alcohol, when this HR girl came over to give me my leave form. She glanced at my book for a really long while and I had no idea why, it had quite an inconspicuous cover. So finally, after she babbled on about what to fill and whatnot, she asked, ever so casually, whether the book was any good. I said yeah, I like it a lot and asked if she wanted to take a look at it. So she read the blurb while I filled in the form and after she was done, she went, "Oh. This book is for heavy drinkers." I was like "EXCUSE YOU. I am not a heavy drinker. >:(" I didn't really know what else to say. It could be a teasing jibe or a thinly veiled insult for all I know. But I'm thinking it's more of the latter cause she then forced a smile, you know the kind where it's like you're feeling uncomfortable and just want to run off kind, and promptly well, ran off.

I should feel insulted.


(This is such a terrible story. This is why I can never write recount shits for English lessons.)

Heroes World Tour

Monday, Aug 27th
Munich, Tokyo

Tuesday, Aug 28th
Paris, Tokyo, New York

Wednesday, Aug 29th
Paris, Hong Kong

Thursday, Aug 30th
London

Friday, Aug 31st and Saturday, Sept 1st
London, Singapore, Toronto


Are you kidding me.
Are you fucking kidding me.
I won't be here on those days. Kill me now.

It is 2 in the morning and my neighbour is playing the piano. >:O
DIAF pls.

A few nights ago, we received a phonecall from my cousin informing us that his wife just gave birth to a little baby girl, Megan. Couple of days letter, we get an email containing pictures which chronicled the entire C-section procedure. EW gross. My dad thought it'll be funny or 'enlightening' (frankly I had no idea what he was thinking)to show my neighbour's 7 year old daughter the pictures. Sex education 101 he says.
The results were not pretty.
The first question she asked, all wide eyed and curious (and not the least bit grossed out as I was), was, "Do they really take babies out with a kitchen knife?" LOL. My dad told her no, it's a special kind of knife and that most of the time, babies come out of the body naturally. She was all O_o, from where? And, oh man, my dad's exact word: From the little hole behind where you pee from! She was SO horrified and pretty much scarred for life I think. The expression on her face was :O:O:O for the longest period of time, while I was just like ZOMG PLZ STOP THIS TYVM.

Speaking of this little girl, she seem to have the ability to be al -pinchmeI'msoadorable- cute one minute and yet, turn into a complete fucking terror the next. We were webcamming with my older brother and she was utterly enamoured with the whole concept of talking to a computer screen so she decides to take The Commander Seat. Which was all fine and dandy and kinda adorable at first with her making goofy faces at my brother. That is, until she opens her mouth. It was hella irritating. Imagine my dad and my disembodied voices talking about house rent and student visas while having to stare at this crazy little girl making fart noises and a fake beard created by her hair. SRSLY.
She was having so much fun looking at her own self in the camera it's almost like she was ~born to be a star~.

Addendum: Whee. Steven vs Kaka Part Deux tonight! (or technically, tmr morning but whatevs). This time, I'm supporting Kaks for real.

http://www.winterrowd.com/maze.swf

Go play this game. It's super fun! I made my family play it and they loved it. Haha. My brother loved it the most.


For the Champions League match going on later, this icon aptly sums up everything I want. And more.

( a much over-done meme )

Wtf at me still being awake at this time. :(

For some reason, Champions League nights always leave me incredibly tired. I slept like a log for 14 hours straight after the first leg of the Chelsea-Valencia match. :|
I almost feel like skipping tonight/tmr morning's Liverpool match cos it's pretty obvious they are already in the semis. Yayy. Though it's best not to jinx it.

( Just because I'm bored and youtube is my only friend... )

DEAR UCL

QUIT PLAYING GAMES WITH MY HEART.

First you informed me that a reply would come by 30th March, which made me check my e-mail obsessively for the whole of March. And just as 30th March was drawing near, and I was feeling despondent and emo, you sent an informal e-mail reporting that the Psychology dept had decided to give me a conditional offer and that UCAS would be sending me the official conditions the next day. My heart leapt. Come next day, no news from UCAS. And now, it's monday and still I have not heard anything.

You are like the worst kind of boyfriend.

SINCERELY
ME 
(though if you would just please please give me an offer now, hopefully with acceptable conditions, I will take everything back.)