metrobus=satan
so here i am, a poor student having to take the bus again, living quite a ways from the university.
yesterday was my first day to try and take the bus, and my cousins gave me some idea to where the bus was. so im walking down the street trying to find the bus stop, and not seeing one anywheres. i see the bus coming down the road, and i stop at the fork in the road next to a sign that i thought could possibly be the bus stop (later i discovered it was a fire hydrant sign) and as soon as it seems as though it is going to stop for me, it turns off onto another road.... my first day to miss the bus..... yay.
then on the way home, it took about 45 minutes to get to my area, and as soon as i see the sign for my street i panic and pull the "next stop" signal. (me being stupid i didn't check the house numbers)
as it turns out, i get off at house number 77.... and i had to walk to 233....
so i get thirty houses, in what takes forever, then 20..... "ok. only 100 more houses to go!"
AND i wore the wrong shoes so my heels were completely blistered after...
oh the joy, oh the joy...
classes started today... i walked in the wrong building and got lost looking for my class... however, i managed to eventually make it on time, only to wait 20 minutes with about 30 other people and realize that class is cancelled. Lovely, just lovely/...
Hence, i am back on the internet, posting uninteresting garabage about my awful awful bus experiences...
my life will be a little more interesting next week
yesterday was my first day to try and take the bus, and my cousins gave me some idea to where the bus was. so im walking down the street trying to find the bus stop, and not seeing one anywheres. i see the bus coming down the road, and i stop at the fork in the road next to a sign that i thought could possibly be the bus stop (later i discovered it was a fire hydrant sign) and as soon as it seems as though it is going to stop for me, it turns off onto another road.... my first day to miss the bus..... yay.
then on the way home, it took about 45 minutes to get to my area, and as soon as i see the sign for my street i panic and pull the "next stop" signal. (me being stupid i didn't check the house numbers)
as it turns out, i get off at house number 77.... and i had to walk to 233....
so i get thirty houses, in what takes forever, then 20..... "ok. only 100 more houses to go!"
AND i wore the wrong shoes so my heels were completely blistered after...
oh the joy, oh the joy...
classes started today... i walked in the wrong building and got lost looking for my class... however, i managed to eventually make it on time, only to wait 20 minutes with about 30 other people and realize that class is cancelled. Lovely, just lovely/...
Hence, i am back on the internet, posting uninteresting garabage about my awful awful bus experiences...
my life will be a little more interesting next week