The science of being a zombie, bus wankers and Teen Top

Another thing that happened recently that I haven't been around to blog about (well, there are two, as you might gather) is the zombie science lab that happened at the science museum in London.

  Let me tell you,

Stagecoach are pricks.

 thanks to stage coach making Cassie late to Oxford to catch our bus with their stupid 20 minute driver swaps and random pausing everywhere, we had to fork out another £30 between us just to go. What should have been a 30-40 minute journey took them about an hour and ten minutes, and meanwhile I was freezing my tits off in the biting wind. This isn't even the first time it's happened to her. Not only that but we used their service on Friday and pretty much got abused by the driver just because she mistakenly walked on with McDonald's without a second thought.  Despite this she had been allowed by the driver to take hot foodstuffs on another coach, so it was a mega double standard, and despite having presented him with a reservation for three people - thanks to him not reading it, he then proceeded to snap at my friends whom followed me onto the bus and demanded to see their tickets even though they were inclusive on the reservation.  It wouldn't have been so annoying that we had to pay on the day, had we not already booked our coach tickets. It cost us about £50 just to go to London for three hours, so the day was already off to a bad start.

When we finally got to London, we made our way to South Kensington, and seriously....I've never encountered a more frustrating place. It is, as my friend calls it "The land of WTF". We spent an hour walking around looking for some kind of seat or a Macdonald's/subway where we could sit, eat and wait for our friend. The best we found was a subway.

With no bloody seats.

Seriously, where the hell do those people sit? Plus the place was a maze, it's awful if you're like us and spatially/directionally retarded because we took a massive detour when we could have just cut right through. We didn't exactly get the right impression either, because she asked some guy to borrow his lighter and he fished it out of his crotch. By the time it came to queue for the science museum, we were fairly angsty, cold and a bit hungry and somewhat disappointed to noticed that the queue went right round two sides of the building. 

Thankfully the queue died down quite quickly, but we soon realized we weren't going to achieve much - the entire place was rammed. I was sort of fascinated that a science event would be so popular, since if that kind of thing is held here, aint no fool going to that. After fighting our way through throngs of people, we spent about half an hour queuing for some screening or another before we got to the front to find it was full. This happened numerous times, so in the entire 2 and a bit hours we spent there, all we managed to do was become trapped in a silent disco (which was so awkward and peculiar, we ran in, felt appalled and then ran out hurhurr)  and watch one seminar. The seminar was pretty good actually - it was mainly focused on what constitutes as being conscious and how the science of consciousness and emotion can be related to zombies - and although it's not the aim, it did give us a moment to sit and stuff our faces with cream eggs. 

Interesting fact: the lady giving the seminar said that replicating emotions with the face makes the person more likely to empathize with the person they're copying (i.e wincing when someone gets hurt), and in congruence with this, studies have shown that people who have botox are less able to empathize after botox because they can't replicate emotional expression as well as they used to. 

After that seminar we had to leave, so that was the end of our pointless and expensive journey to the science museum.

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Last Friday, we ventured to London yet again to see Teen Top live at the forum. Thankfully nobody missed the bus this time, which was lucky because I also was monitoring my friend (who is 13, so her mum was a bit horrified about the idea of her going to London with two 18 year olds) and I think  it would have made her mother lose her mind if we had... I totally didn't think about the fact it was Friday midday that we were using the tube, so we ended up being suffocated and getting split up. We then took opposite exits at Kings cross and spent the next 30 minutes calling each other repetitively before finding each other so we could check our friend into his hotel. It's becoming apparent what country folk we all are in comparison...

We then trundled off to the venue just under an hour before they were meant to let everyone in. But of course they had to do bag searches (I don't actually even know why they bother because if you have a lot of stuff in your bag, they just get bored and only look through the top items) we didn't get in for ages and then the concert didn't start till an hour after, so I was already fretting about getting back in time to get our coach. Cassie always calls me "Umma" because I have to plan everything meticulously or I start going insane, especially when I feel like we might be late and I always get made responsible for tickets etc etc.

There was meant to be a special guest at the concert, but I assume they didn't come on because they were already so late to the stage.

Teen Top are not even my 3rd favorite group (I think I just like their music a lot, but I don't know a lot about them personally, so I don't know why I was so adamant to pay so much for such a small show) so I don't feel the concert was very emotional as it was with Big Bang and SHINee, but I feel actually that that's alright because it means you can leave all the insanity and overwhelming switches of emotions behind for one moment. The concert felt so casual because - not gonna lie - it was a small venue and it was still pretty empty. Because of this, it meant we were free to run between the stairs and the standing area and throw some really horrendous dance moves, generally go insane and just leave our stuff on the floor. Despite there being a fairly small crowd, I really feel that Teen Top gave a really good effort. We definitely had fun, and it appeared to me that they also had a great deal of fun. They interacted with the crowd a lot and they danced well. It takes a lot to bother and not be disheartened when you're faced with a small crowd, and I think they did themselves proud.

I'll be honest, I always thought Ricky looked like a little reptile in all the MVs I'd seen, but he was really cute in the flesh, and Chunji was just perfect.


 His solo song was really pretty - he covered Bruno Mars' "Count on me". At one point they covered Olly Murs...TT...no. I think their encore pleased a lot of people, as they all sang "All you need is love" as they gathered fan-signs from the crowd, waved and picked up incoming gift missiles off the stage. 

I didn't get many decent photos/videos, especially because my camera died after about 4 songs and I think I need to clean my lense, err...I did not prepare well this time....