Verbal Abuse

I love Japan.

After having an utterly crap morning which included oversleeping, nearly blowing myself up with the gas shower and losing my bike key, by the time I arrived at school, I wasn't in the best of moods.
Traipsing along the corridors to my first class I received a morning greeting by three ninensei boys hanging out of their classroom window (oblivious to the lesson being conducted in front of them)
"Sexy!!!" and, my favourite,
"Kissu Me!!"

You can't really be down after a morning like that can you?

Compliments?? Lay em on with a trowel lads!