I'm seated near these two NUS girls, who're talking really loudly about school and their modules and I've realised that the unnecessary "like" girls like to randomly add to their utterances just utterly annoys me. For example, "I take 4 exposure modules: CNM, Japanese Studies, English Language and English Lit. Jap Studies is, like, not what people think it is...I'm not learning the language—that's Jap Language, like, a different module. Jap Studies is, like, culture."

You could be speaking proper English all the way, but using too many redundant "like"s in your speech will make you sound like an airhead. Like, totally!

I think EL1101E (English Language) has made me extremely conscious and anal about this kind of thing. Hurhurhur. I'm always extra moody and grouchy on my way to school. And I always direct my frustrations towards my fellow commuters, which is a very nasty thing to do. I know. But I am -> <- close to telling them to lower their volume by several thousand decibels. Whoopdeedooo. Okay, pearlyn. Resist the urge to be bitchy and catty. You know you're really miffed 'cos you have yet to complete your New Media project. And also 'cos your toenails haven't had a new coat of polish in more than a month, and you caught a woman sitting opposite you in the train staring at the sorry, flaky state of your nail polish. And that dead-looking flower on your big toe. Get over yourself.

Oooh. Somebody's gonna love this one. One of the girls just called our campus radio station 'RADIOPLUS'. Haha! I instantly think of Fruit Plus, that cheap but nice chewy sweet that's oh-so-common during Chinese New Year. They're quite addictive, aren't they? I don't care much for the mint-flavoured ones, though. Queen of Random Nonsense, I am.

There's this mad man in the train compartment that's adjacent to mine, who is having an argument with an invisible person. Random soundbites : "DIE! DIE! You DIE!", "....three thousand! Three thousand Two hundred la! Sure WIN!" I think he probably became like that after losing a lot of money gambling. Hmmm. I think the man's fellow passengers were pretty traumatised by his cries of "DIEDIEDIE!!" They were probably worried that he would turn violent or something. Digression: my mother told me that even if an insane person kills somebody, his sentence would be less severe, compared to a sane person who committed the same crime. Fair or unfair?

Okay, I'm in no mood to continue.