My Oh So Great Luck...Fun Stuff...

[eitak765]

Okay...so I used to believe that Jamie and I had bad luck when we hung out together, but now I think that I am definitely the one who provides the bad luck...I've had several occurances of purely bad luck on my own...and today was no exception. Okay so all is going well until like 4, well, I was in Squirrell Hill checking out an apartment for the summer. Okay, all seems well, I go up to Murray Ave. to get on a bus, but I'm coming from a side street and there's a 61C bus there, so I'm like oh, I'll get on. So, I do. Then I start reading, and like ten minutes go by, and I'm thinking I'm just down the block from school and I look up...but wait...where am I??? This isn't school...this is near the Waterfront...yes, I got on the bus going in the wrong direction. I really thought I was on the other side of the street when I got on the bus, but apparently I was wrong...okay, so I'm feeling quite dumb at this point, but what do I do? I decide to stay on the bus cause the bus has got to turn around soon...or so I thought...well, we start driving and I realize the bus isn't going to be turning any time soon, but at this point I don't know where I am and some of the areas look kind of shady so I wasn't getting off...well, the bus keeps going...I found out we're not too far from Kennywood Park cause we drove right by it...then I saw some whole other parts of the city...yes, this is what happened to me this weekend too...but anyway, so like 40-50 minutes later the bus pulls into the transportation center, and everyone is getting off...I wait and then the bus driver tells me I have to get off...this is the end of the route...Okay...so where I am and how I'm going to get back...that's a bit of a worry of mine...but I wait for another bus to come. But meanwhile I'm sitting there for like 20 minutes...and some lady starts talking to me...well, where to start??? I don't consider myself to be a judgemental person, but okay, this lady and her fiance, well, they seemed like they were straight out of a Jerry Springer show. She was a larger woman from the country in a skin tight shirt and a skirt too short tha most smaller people probably wouldn't wear (but whatever floats your boat) and he was some tall, skinny, shaggy haired guy. Well, she talks to me...and then all of a sudden she tells me to never donate my plasma, and I'm like okay...and I'm thinking, should I ask why or shouldn't I...but before I could make up my mind...she let me know why...she tells me she just gave her plasma like two days ago. Okay, so why in the world do I care? Well, she turns around...okay...so I think she's done talking to me...oh wait, five minutes later...I just lost my baby, she said. I'm like what? Well, because she gave plasma she was in pain...and her friend gave her an aspirin...well, what she thought was an aspirin..but in reality the "friend" gave her speed. Oh my. So, the lady went to the hospital and lost the baby and she died twice but the doctors revived her. Oh my goodness. What in the world do I say about this? I'm just like wow, that's crazy. I don't know this woman and she doesn't seem all there, I'm just kind of worried at this point she's crazy or something. Okay, so the bus comes, well, I get on first and I'm thinking...where can I sit and not be near her. Well, I sit in the first row of seatst that are running horizontally--the ones where you look toward the front of the bus--thinking they'll sit behind me and I can just not turn around...well, they sit right in front of me sitting sideways and continue to talk to me...oh my...then like five minutes later one of her friends gets on the bus...and the friend has a sister. Well, the friend introduces the sister, and the lady I was talking to said she hadn't seen her in years...to which the friend says her sister has been away for a long, long time...aka she's been locked up...and the lady who was talking to me she has to go on and tell her friend about what happened with her baby (oh the friend brought her own baby on the bus) and she's like I'm going to kill the "friend" who gave her the pill...and the other friend is like you're going to get caught...and the crazy lady is like I'll make sure I don't ...oh my, and these new people are sitting right behind me, so I'm in between all of this. So, I sit sideways against the window and sort of half lay down and try to sink away in the chair...it works...so I succeeded...oh did I mention, no I didn't...on first way on my journey there were these three or four guys on the bus...and I think I witnessed my first on bus drug deal...oh my...what a day...I actually took notes after the lady and her fiance (that's what she kept calling him) got off so I wouldn't forget to let you all know all of the details...let me check to see I've hit all of the main points...Oh yeah, the crazy lady was holding the friend's baby and asking if she could keep him. I think she was actually serious about it, and the friend's like my mom would be really mad if I did that. As if she might have acutally done it otherwise. Oh my. I mean I understand a joke or sarcasm...but these people seemed way serious...and they scared me just a smidgen. Oh my...I think that's all you need to know to get just an idea about the wonderfulness that was my day...oh my...and get this...I was planning on being up at the newspaper office by like 4:15 or so...what time did I actually get there? After 6...at which point I had to try and explain my whereabouts for the last couple hours...oh my...that was fun!!!
Alrighty, I've got work to do and some packing to do...fun times!!! WAHOO!!!
Bye!!!
Have a WONDERFUL WEEKEND...I'm going home...WAHOO!!!