For what would normally take 15 minutes bus drive from my place to the city, it took almost an hour. The traffic was crawling at a pace slower than if I had walked myself with a broken leg. When the speed eventually picked up we were halted to a stop by the traffic lights. Traffic lights which we were stuck at for four whole “cycles”.

We were going in a North direction and needed to turn West. We could not turn West as the cars going that way had piled up from the next traffic light which is about 100 metres away. Whenever the light turned green for us we would have to wait until the cars on the left of us going West started to move again as there was absolutely no turning space. When they started to move we could finally move around that damn corner, but alas-our light had turned red. We sat in the bus for four cycles. With each cycle of the traffic light going for around 5 minutes each we were stuck for almost 20 minutes.

I usually leave the house at 8am to get to the city at 8.15am where my connecting bus service leaves at 8.37, which then gets me to work at 9 on the dot. But not today.
After nearly 55 minutes in my first bus alone I get to the city at 5 minutes to 9am and I know there is a “back-up” bus to the Uni at 9.54am. I run off the first bus, up the stairs, across the hall and back down some more stairs (thats how our bus station works-to get to each platform you go up stairs and back down stairs-stupid, huh?) and have missed the bus by literally seconds. I go back up the stairs to look at the timetables and maps and see if there is another bus to the Uni. I see the bus I usually catch comes at 8.00 to 8.37 at regular 7 minute intervals. After that, the next service is at 9.42am. I find another bus that will leave at 9.30, so I walk slowly to the platform and trudge down the stairs. Half an hour later I get to work. I was late by one full hour-yet I left the house at 8am!

You would think that a bus to one of the biggest University’s would have closer intervals in bus services, especially coming from the centre of the city. I suppose they think Uni students don’t need to get to class on time, or that the only people who catch the bus to Uni are students.

QOTW (though I should make it Monthly since I always forget it) When has public transport, or any transport for that matter, let you down and [how] did it affect you, and what did you do about it?

Today I logged in to moderate my comments and I wasn’t surprised to see one from PinUpDoll and her followers, accusing me of sending my friends over to flame her and call her names. I did not ask anyone to flame her, and simply put, I did not write the article “dedicated to her” as some have claimed. I wrote it for pure lulz! In case you didn’t realise pinupdoll, it was completely satirical and not an attempt for hits. I do not care what you have to say, or what you (or your followers) are going to do. Build a bridge and get over it.

People will do anything for hits today. Ok, first I got this comment of some ignorant simple minded little boy calling me a “fucktard”, so I deleted it, whatever. Then I see he came to my site from this site. Then I notice the specific page the visitor came from was this page entitled “World’s Longest Sidebar”. Here is a print screen because incase the pitiful little owner deletes it - click here .

First of all, I wasn’t doing it for hits. Do I have a tracker displayed in my sidebar like I am desperate to check my hits every two seconds? I wouldn’t want ‘hits’ from your website either, as the majority of the people who visit your website are lame teeny boppers who wouldn’t know the difference between shit and a stick. Besides, your Extreme Tracker indicates that you use automated traffic systems, that automatically generate hits to your website via a rotation system. You make no attempt to hide this shameful fact though, as you’ve even listed these systems under ‘Traffic Boosts’ on your sidebar. You log into their system and automatically surf to other sites to gain credits, and for each credit earned it results in one hit to your website - a hit from someone else using the system. Besides, who cares if you get 1000 or even 10,000 unique hits a day - your website is still inaccessible as hell and your babyish attitude fully laughable.

Nice to know you took a screenprint “incase the pitiful little owner deletes it”. HA HA HA! You actually expect me to delete it? Honey, I’m not an immature saggy cleavage ridden e-tard like you are. I am not scared of getting flamed, in fact I love the drama so bring it on bitch. This page will not be deleted and will remain there indefinitely.

How the hell are you going to call me out in a subpage & I don’t even know your shitty little site exists?!

WTF are you talking about. What does “call me out in a subpage” supposed to mean. Learn English. Learn to spell. Learn proper grammar.

LMFAO! I mean hey thanks for the hits! I only get 1000 unique visitors a day, I guess I can always use more. Maybe the little cunt wanted me to blog so someone will give her poor excuse for a site the time of day maybe? Well you wanted my attention, now you got it bitch. If you have a problem with my sidebar, site, content, etc, then don’t come. Is that so hard? Maybe it is for you, but for normal people it isn’t.

Ah pulling the “how many hits I get means my site is better” card. Yep, heard that before. Getting 1000 unique visitors a day is what we’re all striving for isn’t it. Like I said earlier, you use an automatic traffic system, and looking at your referrals on your Extreme Tracker, this is where most of your hits are coming from.
My site is a “poor excuse for a site” is it? That’s news to me, considering my website is featured at per.fectio.net. And I am sure many will agree my site pwns your crappy-copyright-infringement-weborexic-longest- fucking-sidebar-littered-with-ads-and-PPP-posts website. Let’s not forget the fact that my cleavage pwns your cleavage, and I don’t even have to post a picture of mine to prove it.

You didn’t buy my domain, you aren’t paying for my hosting, hell you’re not even paying for your own hosting. After going through your site sugar, you have no room to talk.

What does paying for hosting got to do with anything. Corinne kindly hosts my website free and there’s nothing wrong with free hosting. At least I’m not on geocities, freewebs or god forbid piczo where the website is cluttered with advertisements. Oh I forgot, you pay for your own hosting, yet you still have an abundment of ads. Most people pay for hosting to get away from ads. But not you, so desperate for some money. Go do what a ‘normal’ person does and go get a job. And whatever you say, PPP is not a fulltime job

If my site was so bad, I wouldn’t have the hits I have now, obviously I’m doing something right. I left a comment on her recent blog too, but its awaiting moderation. I’m assuming she gets cursed out a lot? She’s scared of what people say in her comments? Whatever the situation might be, you can view my comment by clicking here.

Is that all you care about? Hits this, hits that. Will you ever STFU!

FYI, I don’t get cursed a lot, the comment is in moderation for ‘new’ visitors to my website because of a recent spam problem I was having which forced me to moderate comments as a last resort.
Hey there goes the ‘dumb bitch’ insult again. I wonder who is the smarter one out of:
a. One who cannot spell properly, use proper grammar, has a whopping 168 errors in their coding (and doesn’t even have a doctype) and relies on fruitless advertising and PPP to generate an income.
Or
b. One who works full time at a University doing Marketing and Graphic Design, has a valid accessible website and earns more money per day in her job than the other would make in a week from their PPP.
Go on, you make the choice.

Now let’s give all dumb bitch all she wants, attention.

I think you mean: Now let’s give this/the dumb bitch all that she wants; attention. Yeah, like I said; learn grammar.

So everyone go over to IntoTheRain.Org & clap for her because now someone is giving that poor site the time of day. Oh yes, let’s all leave her rude comments like she had her little friends do me! Thanks!

I didn’t send my friends to leave you rude comments, but you are more than welcome to invite your friends to leave me rude comments. Obviously your ‘friends’ really give a damn about me, since I’ve had like, one flame from someone other than yourself? LMAO.

Let me start off by saying having people come to my site is cute. I mean hey, I only get 1000 unique visitors a day I guess more would be nice.

Having people come to your site is cute? What’s that got to do with anything? Good for you and your 1000 visitors a day.

Until you start paying my hosting bills or anything, you can keep your pitiful comments to yourself.

I may not pay for my own hosting, but I sure as hell don’t litter my site with PPP and ads. Regardless if I pay your hosting bills or not I am entitled to my opinion and I can post it online if I want to. Just like a movie that is available for the public to view, and criticise; I have viewed your website once, formed my opinion and written it down. You cant stop me.

Obviously my site isn’t that bad being I get so many visitors & such a day. I mean, seriously sugar, why do you care? Just for your little article I should make my sidebar even longer

Go ahead make it longer, it aint affecting me baby.

Get it together. The mature thing to have done was to come with me & said it was an issue instead of your little article & having your ignorant little friends coming to my site calling me out of my name. “Fucktard”? Last I checked that wasn’t in the English dictionary.

I do have it together, at least my site is valid, accessible and legible. At least my site loads in no time compared to yours taking 10 years due to all the ads. Blimey, not even your CSS is valid. I thought almost anyone with a brain could validate their CSS.
I didn’t have my ‘little friends’ come to your site and call you names. I never told anyone to visit your piece of shit of a website, I wouldn’t wish that drain of precious megabytes and loading time on my worse enemy. I had no idea people were commenting on your site “for me”, but at least when your little friends come comment on mine I have the decency to let their comment stay. I’m not like you and delete comments, everyone is entitled to free speech and if you want to flame me on my website and leave me hundreds of bitchy remarks I couldn’t care less. In fact I just read them and then piss myself laughing at your ignorance.

Fucktard is in the dictionary. Get with the times.

IF MY SIDE BAR IS TOO LONG THEN DO NOT SCROLL DOWN TO SEE ALL OF IT, I MEAN MY GOD. IT IS NOT THAT SERIOUS PEOPLE! GO READ A BOOK OR SOMETHING. YOU GUYS ARE REALLY STARTING TO IRK ME, I MEAN, DO WE NOT HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO?

We aren’t scrolling down to see it for fucks sake. We have to WAIT for the whole sidebar to load before we even see your content/blog. Be considerate to those on dial-up or those with slower browsers who simply cannot wait 7.167 minutes for a sidebar to load before even seeing the blog.

Ok guys, we have a few more sites we have to give attention to, ok? You guys go visit Jamie & Amanda & tell them PinUpDoll.Nu sent you. Make sure you take a look at their sites so they think they’re worth something, ok? They’re obviously thirsty for attention, so let’s all give it them! My mommy said it was always nice to be good to the needy!

Way to act the hypocrite. Saying I am immature for telling “my friends” to flame you, when looky here, you just did the same fucking thing. Except I didn’t tell anyone to go to your website. They did that on their own accord, because unlike you I don’t go parading around like an immature brat who bitches and moans over criticism. I’m respected because I’ve earned it - you are still waiting for such an honour.

On a final note, learn to accept criticism you fucktard. And I say that from the bottom of my heart.

//Edit// Her update below

If you guys don’t like my site, then just make yours 10x better than mine & continue doing what you do while I’ll continue to do what I do.

No need for me to make it 10 times better, my site already pwns yours. Amanda’s site pwns yours. In fact, every site pwns yours.

I mean, hey, I didn’t lose an ounce of sleep last night due to my sidebar, or comments, or anything! Did you?! Ha!

I didn’t lose any sleep whatsoever. You obviously care so much seeing as you have edited two blog entries about ten times.

Well, let me sum this up, i didn’t read your comment, I’m not reading your bandwagon’s comments. You are all obviously immature & base your life on the internet. Maybe you should just turn your computer off sometimes, I mean it will be there when you’re gone.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Someone please help me before I choke from laughter. You think I base my life on the internet? You are the one with so much time on your hands that you have time to write all your PPP posts, join all the link referrals and spend every waking minute on your website. I think you need to get over yourself and turn your own computer off. No seriously, turn it off and never turn it back on again before you write another lulz-worthy blog.

I hate winter, I absolutely do. Because it is so cold and windy, because the sky is always grey and dull. Because my legs have turned white due to lack of sun, because I got soaking wet on my way to work on Monday.

As I made my way to the bus stop which is directly across the road from my place, the sky decided to chuck buckets of water at me. I stood at the doorway of my place looking across the road willing the rain to stop. I step out from under cover and run to the road getting soaked because I don’t have an umbrella. As I am standing there trying to get across the road whilst cars zoom by splashing me with monstrous puddles I see the bus on the other side go straight past. I run back into my place and try to dry myself off a bit. I am so unprepared, I can’t find a single raincoat or umbrella - they are probably packed in one of the boxes.

Half an hour passes and its time to go back and try negotiate the road and get the next bus. I go downstairs and stand in my doorway once again. It is pouring down double than it was before and I contemplate calling in sick. I manage to get to the road and halfway across when suddenly all this traffic appears from nowhere, and I am stuck in the middle of the busy highway,in the middle of a downpour, with no umbrella, my jacket soaked through, freezing my bum off and not one car had the decency to slow down and let me get across the other side. It seems they, being in their nice warm dry insulated cars, have more important things to do. After what seems like forever, I get to the other side of the road. I curse myself for not having an umbrella and curse the council for not making this bus stop have a shelter. The one on the other side of the road has one, but the one on this side is just a broken seat.

Eventually I get on my bus and make my way to work knowing I am very late. Once I get off the bus I have a choice, run 200 meters into the shops and buy an umbrella then run the 200 meters back and then another 600 meters to work. Or just forget going to the shop because I am already so late and just run the 600 meters in the rain to work. Stupidly I decided against the umbrella and try to get myself to work as quick as possible. I arrive soaking wet and cold, two hours late all because of the rain. I curse myself again for not getting my license and for not having an umbrella, and for not calling in sick. It almost puts a new meaning to my site, because I was literally walking into the rain.