Holly’s Weblog

Thought I should write something i like on here, rather than ranting lol. I like music. I like tv. I like internet. I like tea. I like mascara. I like movies. I like photos. I like hoodies. I like autumn. I like winter. I like summer. I like leggings. I like nail polish. I like yellow. I like green. I like.

wow, that was wicked boring.

So, i catch the train a lot. Like basically everyday and it’s over an hours trip each way. I used to hate it, but it’s actually quite interesting. I thought i was fucked one day when my ipod’s battery died, but as you do, i started listening into peoples conversations. Didn’t even mean too. Have you ever noticed how loud people talk on trains? Bloody insane. Especially when the’re in groups. Well anyway you start to realise how sterotypical life is. It’s not bad it’s just honest. You always have a guy in workmans clothes having a conversation on his mobile so loudly that he really does want everyone to hear it. Every second word is a swear word, and he doesn’t refrain from using fuck or cunt, even if he’s next to a 8 year old. He’s talking about the girls he pulled on the weekend and how plastered he was. He talks on his mobile using every australian slang word at all possible, and then realises he’s probably on the wrong train and hangs up and gets off. I like to imagine that it’s his mum he talks too. Then you have the high school girls. The ones in groups. They can sometime be the funniest. You can tell these are the girls that are ‘popular’ and following the phase. You’d think they’d be friends, but all you hear is them trying to out do one another. Like it really is your bestfriend is your enemy. “My room is so much bigger than yours” “Yeah but you have a single bed, mine’s queen size”. Who the hell cares? They do. Also they love stealing each others boyfriends behind their backs. As soon as one gets up and goes to the bathroom or gets off the train all the other girls immediatly start having a go at her. Start laughing about how fat she looked or how she doesnt treat her bf right and how they were talking on msn and how she said this about one of them and how THEY WILL NEVER TALK TO HER AGAIN. But funnily enough, the next person who gets off gets shit talked about her aswell. Even more surprising, or not surprising ,the next day they all seem to be buddy buddy again. Then you have the skirts, or more commonly known as two women who no doubt are secretarys around the 30-40s age. They are the biggest gossipers ever. Like listening to a soap opera with them. Their boss maybe sleeping with another women, and omg he made a pass at her and now the wife found out and wants her fired but she’ll sue if he does. Then there is the little rascals. Nope not little kids, but more the boys in the back of the carriage with grey or black hoodies on, playing the music on their phones. But no, that’s not the most annoying part. They like to listen to only 10 seconds of each song, skip skip skip, “oh this is the best bit just wait,..” then starts attempting to beat box. Key word; attempting. They’re usually eating McDonalds and whistling at every girl that’s hot who gets on the train. The most uninteresting people on the trains are the emos. Not really a shock there. Like they would speak. No, they just are listening to music on their ipod that is up at full volumn and every one in a 5 metre radius can hear. Then there’s people like myself. Sitting the train impatiently waiting for it to arrive at the station and have earphones on, but are eavesdropping on everyone around them. Personally i think, if you want privacy, don’t catch public transport. lol