i hate buses. thanks to buses, i missed my first class. found my way to the subway station, rode the subway with no problems, then couldnt find the bus stop i needed. finally i found one for number 3 (the line i need to ride to get to school). so i waited, but two buses passed and didnt open the door to let me on. arr. finally i realized theres a button you push to ring a bell inside if you want to get on. so the next number 3 bus came by, and i got on, but it turns out i got on going the wrong way. i didnt realize i was going the wrong way til it reached the end of the line and my stop hadnt come up. hmm. so i got off and looked at a map. "crap." so i got back on going the other way. but apparently there's multiple routes for the number 3 bus. which makes perfect sense. so i got to the end of the line again without reaching my stop. so when i got off at the other end of the city, i asked someone and they said "go down this street, turn right, and then walk about 15 mins and youll get to the school." so that i did, and finally arrived with about 5 mins left of the class. awesome. oh well, they were understanding, and they said theres always someone that gets lost. hehe great, so i'm that guy. oh well, meeting in 4 mins, and this one im not gonna be late to, so off i go. i guess i should post more about the last week or so, but i guess ill do that later and backdate it. away!

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