mugging at the airport

as the title says explicitly, i am mugging at the airport, ala wasting time talking shit with victor and js, who have fast become my shittalk listeners, which is, in a way, rather sad and sorry for them, but enjoyable for me.

hello hello this is victor HAHAhaaAHAHA

yes, as mentioned, that was victor. js just said that the best part about changi are the toilets, especially the tolet paper, which is soft and fluffy, and has this nice metal cover thing which prevents toilet water and other fluids from soaking up the fluffy paper, he approves. WOAH YOU KNOW I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE REALLY.

js owes me five dollars, so he better not sit on the comfy sofa which i have placed my bag on and therefore choped, that sorry sod. above debtor also owes victor money, he is fast becoming bankrupt, but still harbours thoughts of buying the absolutely love pair of gap jeans at, well, gap, which he hasn't tried on yet.

omugod, this is very disturbing, since js is acting cute again, and its not going away. he just said he felt like 'blorging', which is a very lian and act cute way of saying 'blogging', ala some of my lian friends whose password locked blogs 'so vincent cannot read mah', who write like this 'yEsTeRdAy I wEnT mOvIe', very irritating.

JS, THAT SORRY CAD, HAS LEAPT INTO MY SEAT CAUSING ME TO BECOME ANGWWY AND AGWWAVATED, UGH WILL WREST SEAT BACK FROM HIM NOW.

blogging at the airport is always fun, makes me feel like a globo-citizen and member of the world economy, and all that. so there.

reeeeeeeeeech