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Saturday, February 17, 2007
Took bus 179 out of ntu earlier today.. 2 guys, not exactly the handsome, cute category almost an eyesore (seriously), plonked down on the 2 seats directly in front of me.

Geez.. I guess that was the worst 15 minutes i have ever endured throughout the ride for a long time now..

They were really attention grabbing, it's hard not to notice them.

i think the 1st thing one of them did was to plaster his face all over the bus window to ogle at girls while the bus went past them. He banged his head hard on the window and squished his face up against the window a couple of times to get a good look at whatever walking had boobs and wore skirts, then repeatedly turning to his partner sayin he knows this one and that one and wad standard they were. .. ridiculous but aiyo, that was just the beginning.

His partner (did not plaster his face on the window but still.. aiyo.. -_-"), commented from afar that he has seen this one and that one from friendster, name, study what, who's friend etc..

They were loud.. real loud .. and crude. What's that word?... yes, I believe it's OBNOXIOUS..

After leaving greasy facial oil stains on the window, they went on to talk (close to shouting actually..) bout how stupid their lecturers were , GIRLS, how rich they were, drive evo (and they are taking bus??), GIRLS, and dunnoe wad powerless against the embassy and GIRLS.

They described girls like hungry slaves for bfs.. and the girls in uni jus wanna get attached to rich guys like them o.O?! During all this while, they laughed wildly at their lame jokes and rocking the seat so hard to make it a rockin chair. Seriously i dunnoe what's on these guys' minds and neither to did the rest of the passengers on board, who gave them quite a hateful glare from time to time..

The worst part.. the plaster face dude turned around and looked at me cheekily for a brief moment and turned to his partner who then turned around to 'check' me out.. then "hush hush " comments were passed to each other.. as if it wasn't audible at thevolume they were speakin.. "eh she not bad..... quite big.... i think see her friendster b4... study accounting year 1 (ya rite, i'm a pe trainee at nie u bladee faggots) ..... I think she interested in you, ask hp number lar... (zzz.. o.O!!) "

Aiyo.. wassup with them man.. Anyway the bus had pulled over at the interchange, i got off the bus ASAP and headed straight for the mrt... Maybe im oversensitive or wad but even if they werent talkin bout me.. i wasnt goin to take any chances.. and honestly, i wun know what to say or do if they had said anything to me directly..

Ah but thank god.. it was over and i had a great day ahead... Just came home from PS Cafe at dempsey.. zzz simon and steven wasnt working today..

Oh ya.. one last thing.. dun lean heads against bus windows, no matter how tired u are... u never know what's been on them..

mae 3:13 AM [comments]