just updating today coz i wont be able to post next monday with authordontist and piano straight after.

so.

We where thinking. Weren't we tom? that maybe well.. our bitching [dont take me wrong, im not talking about anyone in particular] is going a bit overboard? i mean, think about it this way. Is it him/her fault that they are naturally outcasted in society and prefer to attempt to be noticed via, as george pointed out, ''hiding behind that computer screen, trying to evoke the feeling of a deep heart and binding attraction''.

is it his/her fault that her facial expressions are inevitably considered PED-ISH among the society of the normal? That she can't help letting her eyeballs stray in the wrong directions once in a while? [-checks up www.whitepages.com- lol] and has a somewhat funny habit of ''getting to know people better through asking despicable questions?

Tom and I have drawm to a conclusion. Yes indeed, we admit that we are for once, in the wrong while /that/ particular person is hovering between wrong and VERY wrong. LOL. nahhh just kidding.

we are sorry.

as you can see from above, there is still much to forgive and i will ask of /that/ person not to PUSH THE FREAKING LIMIT. because i might j u s t press ''EDIT'' the next time i sign into blogger. -glares-.

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NOW. onto a lighter subject please. OR SHOULD I SAY, A TRES TRES TRES HEAVY SUBJECT. -side glances guiltily at tom-

a few minutes older than now, [and get ready to look at the clock dudes], we were just two innocent children sighing innocently in curiousity clambering innocently onto the bus and jamming ourselves onto the single seater seat on the front of the bus. [due to like a quarter of australias population being crammed onto the bus]. And what did we find?

TOM: o my would you take a look at this jerry!!
JERRY: why its a button!! shall we press it and see what happens?
TOM: good idea B2! -presses button and hanger like object comes out-
JERRY: OH LOOK!! a fabulous little bag hanger! and theres another one there! and there and THERE!!
TOM: OOOHHHHH I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS. are you thinkign what im thinking B2?
JERRY: i am B1!!
TOM AND JERRY: it opens up the flap into a storage space!!! -glares in amazement

''click click click ''

-5 seconds later-

!!!BOOM** BAM KAPOOWWW DONNGG*&%$#!!

TOM: -seeing stars- what just happened?
JERRY: i think the whole wall in front of us just collapsed on us.

and at this point you can guess how stunned and in pain we were having just beein hit but this iron door thingo behind the wall of the busdrivers area. added with like all the entire whole bus behind us going ''WOOOWWWWWW'' =.=

AND ...inside the ''storage area'' was a complete mass of cable and electronic devices. powering the bus 0.0

and so the busdriver in front of us started yelling at ME, due to the fact that it was a one-passenger seat and three-quarters of my body was hanging off the seat and he was glaring at me trhough the rear view mirror. -_____-''

''WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?? YOU DONT FIT IT BACK PROPERLY AND ITLL KILL YOU!!!!! SIDDOOWWWNN!!!''

and so in a span of approximately 5 seconds that buttons were pressed back down and then wall thing back on the wall- excpet maybe it was slightly hanging out to the right...

the point is, that BUSDRIVER was raving on as if we were some gay trouble maker kids who have no life. but who are we to blame when we are just innocent, 10 year old [rounded up the the nearest 10 XD] girls needeing a place to hang their 20 kilogram bags? and if he actually bothered to notice, since the bus company is so KEENN ON ''ensuring a safe environment for all passengers'', there were like a billion key holes on the panel which, unless i am incorrect, where meant to be LOCKED UP. how dangerous would it be for those poor old ladies needing somewhere to hang their shopping AHH?? CANNOT HANG THEIR SHOPPING WITHOUT GETTING ELECTRICUTED AND BRAIN SURGERY??

AND TO THINK that every afternoon when the bus is delivered back to the bus bay for inspection, it is not properly locked up for safety reasons. how can we help ourselves, thinkign that those black presser button thingos were nothing more than hooks for bags?

AIYAH... [ROFL nichole]

and me and tom had to absently sneak out without the busdriver notcing. nnnaaaawwww that busdriver for the rest of the year???? ==

maybe i should get plastic surgery.