took the circle line yesterday with my mum. she commented that the trains were going at a very fast speed and i told her it's all a bluff - they just made it to feel like it's going very fast..... i guess i didnt know what i was talking about! hahaha
they have like people in red shirts standing at the escalators and at random corners to direct people to the right platforms, which were all quite unneccessary for me because i figured it all out by myself! ha! the signboards and arrows were generally rather easily understood.

i also couldnt help overhearing a long conversation on a bus, between 2 boys who looked to be younger than me. one of them had a hideous pink fringe and was wearing an equally hideous pair of pants which looked like it was matched together using random pieces of cloth. the other one was lanky and bespectacled and though he spoke english that is of an acceptable standard, he stuttered quite an awful lot.
they were blabbering away so loudly you wouldve thought both of them were slightly deaf.

they were talking about girls. and not in a nice way, mind you.
if twitter was based on their conversation, 'fuck' and 'fucking' would be at the top of the list of trending topics. i seriously dont undertstand why some people have to swear at least 3 times in only 1 sentence. there is really no meaning in swearing if you swear so much. maybe they think it's cool, which really is the exact opposite.
they were openly sharing their intimate moments with their girlfriends. the details.
maybe if they werent so stupid they wouldve thought to keep their volume down.
but the thing is, i seriously, honestly, doubt they did all the things they said to each other.
it definitely sounded more like bragging. right, boys their age do stupid and childish things like that.
bespectacled? stuttering? small eyes? beng? in my opinion, all these are not, in any way, characteristics of a jock. (which he claims himself to be)
the other one looked pretty messed up. so he was more convincing in telling messed up stories.

the entire bus journey was about 45 mins and they didnt so much as stop to take a breath.
just imagine this: top deck of the bus. every seat taken. little nyonya showing on mobile tv. everyone looking very engrossed in watching the overrated drama. 2 boys sitting at the head of the deck jabbering away loudly about seemingly obscene topics. and me. sitting at the head of the deck too, beside them, and cursing myself for forgetting my ipod!

that aside, im happy that i'm home for almost the whole of today. i feel like i need to sort some things out to get the momentum of the holidays going. haha WEIRDO! speaking of which, i think that all of us are weird in our own ways, as in we all have a weirdo in us. it's just a matter of whether you let it show or not. and of course, the definition of weird is also open to interpretations. being weird is not entirely bad, is it? it also contributes to an individual's uniqueness, no? i'd bet great people are also very weird people. HAHA yeah i cant believe i actually spent an entire paragraph on BEING WEIRD.

things and actions feel very planned of late. no more acting on impulse. which really feels like taking-the-fun-out-of-everything to me. before i do something i have to think about it. weigh the pros and cons. plan my day. plan this and plan that. refer to the organiser. even so, events and days still have this weird tendency to clash. still trying to figure out...


YES, YOUTUBE TIME!