You know, I don't buy or subscribe to foreign magazines here, because the shipping costs alone will kill you. But I like to go browse through the music magazines that the library has, and guess what I found?

So I took them, found a seat, and started devouring them. But guess what?

*high pitched voice* EEEKK!!! LOOK!!! PANIC! AT THE DISCO!!! AND FALL OUT BOY!!!! OMG, PETE WENTZ IS TOPLESS!!! SO HOT!!!

I almost fell out of my chair. Gosh, the high frequency of that sound wave alone can trigger tsunamis. Then later....

Gwad, why is she taking so long with the mags!?!?!?! I wanna read!! That bloody woman was hanging around the shelves with her friend, keeping a watchful eye on me so that she can swoop up the magazines the moment I'm done with them. How pathetic can people get?!?!?!?! And me being me, boring life, no thrills, and lots of time to waste away, I plugged into my mp3 and took my time with the magazine.

Finally she got bored and went off. HAH. I win, you lose. ((:

Then there is the bus trip home. I went up the bus and there were this bunch of jocks. Like, you know, loud mouth idiots laughing away, basking in all their tanned toned bod glory. I got up the bus, they stared at me, cos I'm in my school uniform on a saturday with my hair all straight and let down and stuff and my face dead pale and I had on this really my-best-friend-got-murdered expression on. Then they kinda nudged each other and started whispering about emo and blah blah blah the like.

Whatever crawled up their asses and died. *rolls eyes* I took a seat at the back of the bus, and all was peaceful until a stop later this man came up and sat beside me. And promptly fell asleep. He was still asleep when I'm approaching my stop, so I kinda stood up, hoping that my movements will wake him up...but no...no such luck. I was standing there feeling awkward and already those jocks were kinda stifling laughter and staring at me as if I'm some sort of circus freakshow. eat shit and die you dumbasses.

I had no choice, but to hitch up my skirt and climb over the guy's legs. And those jocks really laughed out loud when they saw that, whooped, and made some dirty jokes. Great. But when I walked past them I gave them my death glare.

Hope it'd haunt them forever.

But right now folks, lets take some make up tips from Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance!!!!!