Tuesday, January 20, 2009written once at 11:56 PM
Sardined.
I really, really cannot and decided not to understand the minds of this conductor of the bus I so happened to stupidly went up on. Why the hell does he INSISTS on pulling more customers when the bus was already SO BLOODY FULL?! Hell, four freaking buses went by because you were so bloody selfish. I know for the sake of more money but dude, it's already RAINING and the road is already so jammed up you are still there hollering for customers; blocking the road -_-"
Aunties who pushes their way around. Then bounces back and forth from lack of stability and control. The farking bus driver who breaks, accelerates, emergency brakes, accelerates, breaks. The 'accidental' touch of any body parts available. The gluing of the legs to the floor of a horrible bus with the masses sardined combined with a mix of smells coming from sweat; B.O; certain unknown disgusting smell and etc. The gripping of the thingie to keep myself stable and not touch other people until my fingers turns purple. Ugh.
Sorry, I'm just bitching.
But of course there are nice people who stopped for rain soaked people like me to cross the road before running me down.
Thank goodness for nice people <3
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