Today, Today
by Kmsoj12 on January 29, 2008(15)
My day today started with a bacon and cheese omelette. It actually looked like an omelette for once, and not scrambled eggs with bits of cheese in it (which still tastes good). Knowing that I had my bio exam, I decided to have a complete breakfast, it was great. Then I got on the bus.
There's this kid at my school. I'm completely immature in saying this, I know, but generally, he annoys me...because of his face. Specifically...his mouth. He has huge lips, which he seems rarely capable of closing. So he looks kind of like a hamster, his upper lip jutting out, his lower lip hanging a bit, his teeth always exposed, not in a smile or grimmace, just...staring out. I have, on rare occasion, seen him close his mouth. I wish he'd do it more often. I don't know why. I do not know his name. I'll call him open-mouth-kid.
The buses are either normal size, or they are articulated where I am, the articulated buses being basically the length of two busses. Today, I took the bus half an hour later than I usually do. It seems Open-Mouth-Kid decided to do this, too. Now, with the articualted buses, there are three doors. Usually, at major stops, they open all three, without asking for proof of purchase-bus tickets, transfers, bus pass-but it is assumed that if you have bus tickets, you should go through the front to get a transfer so if people check if you've paid or not. If it's not a major stop however, or if the bus isn't articulated, you aren't allowed to get on anywhere except the front door.
So OMK (other way was too long) was standing at his stop, waiting for the articulated 8:00 bus to come to a complete stop at his not-major busstop. He sees someone get off the middle door and heads for it, instead of the front. The bus driver, however, doesn't let him through and starts closing the door. OMK gets a step in the door and steps up first however, but reallizes he can't push his way through, and ever-so-slowly falls backwards into the snowbank-losing his boot. No one helps him, we just watch, because we know what he was trying to do isn't allowed. He grabs his boot, but the door doesn't close, it stays open to the width of his boot. Then he walks, defeated, towards the front. I get up, and close the door.
As I arrived at my second-last stop, there was a girl in a black and pink jacket. She was smiling. For about the ten minutes it took the next bus I had to take, she never stopped smiling. It was the kind of thing you see when someone laughs at something they think of...I found it somewhat different, though. She'd walk into the phone booth, look at the phone, and smile. Like she had planned some ingenious prank, or like the phone was a very well-told joke. I never understood what the joke was, and the bus came, and she got on the back as I got on the front.
My exam wasn't too bad. Hopefully I did well. My warped logic is that if I get over 70%, I am better than the do-gooders; that's all I can ask.
I went to starbucks, then got on the bus home. There was a man with a rosarie...it intrigued me. I'm not religious.
I discovered Carla doesn't know what she wants to do with her life; this struck me as incredibly odd, as she is one of the most grade-driven people I know, even if not all the grades are earned, exactly. I'm curious what she'll go into.
I'm going skating tomorrow. Should be pretty interesting, haven't gone in a while and my skates don't fit, which sucks, they're a bit small. I'll grin and bear it though, because I want beavertails.
Today was quite eventful, much more than it seemed it would be at first. What a relief.
Oh and Zaraiya, pretty poem, it's quite nice.
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