Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Another Bus Chronicle:
Today, on the bus, a bunch of students from my school were sitting at the back seat of the 58 bus. Other then the loud whispering on their entering, they were like singing the whole of Robbie Williams album. And none of them are of idol quality. And because I was sitting in front of them, those bastards kept touching my hair and tapping my shoulder. Yes. They were that irritating.