Tuesday, February 3, 2009

First Day of School

Last year of school...

...First day of pain...

OK first off, woot I have the same english teacher for the 4th year in a row this year so I'm extremely happy about that :D Anyhoo... public transport. It's made of evil and combined with a bit of sadism with the added danger of there being absolutely no seatbelts! (Buses are just waiting to kill you... the drivers are jittery to suddenly brake and break you) I remember first day of highschool... missed the bus and spent ages trying to get home. Ended up being driven home by one of the teachers.

Fifth year of highschool and you'd think public transport would be fine by now but no. No public transport will never be fine and I am going to buy a car as soon as I can (first I need a job...) so I no longer need to be a slave to the evil overlord known as Transperth. (Curse you fiend! Curse those who dare to allow me to get to places on time! How dare you transport me to places I wish to go to!) OK. First day back I'm walking to the bus and nothing seems out of place...

... until before I get to the underpass (that goes under the incredibly incredibly busy road that the bus goes along) I see my bus driving past. I have to run as fast as I can up the rest of the hill, through the underpass, and up to the busstop. Unfortunately I'm not an olympic sprinter so this task was physically impossible. OK now I'm really annoyed. I've missed my bus and it's up to 45 minutes to the next one and it's over 30 degrees and I'm thirsty. I decide that walking back to school for a bit won't hurt. I get there, have a drink, wander around, speak with the media teacher ect then slowly make my way back to the busstop. At this point in time my two broken shoes are starting to annoy me (one had a gash in it so every step would annoy my foot whereas the other shoe just had broken shoelaces so it was falling apart...) but it doesn't matter... then I go under the underpass, up to the busstop...

... and before I get there I see my bus driving straight past me! MY SECOND BUS! AGGHHH!!!! I had JUST missed it by 5-10 seconds so I litterally yell quite loudly at it "NOOO! BLOODY HELL YOU SON OF A B***! F***! F***! F***! BAS*******!!!!!" (yes children.... I use expletives :P and my list of rude words is quite large.... I even occasionally use shakespearean insults...)

OK, descision: SCREW waiting another 45 minutes or more for a 3rd bus I'm going to walk home... alllllll the way down Marmion and past Whitfords...

... in the boiling heat and extreme sun....

.... with no sunscreen or anything and the inability to tan...

... with broken shoes.....

... and I've been walking around all day so I'm tired as hell....

OK! Down the road we go! Strangely enough who would've thought that walking down a road that takes you 10-15 minutes to get to school along at 80 kilometres per hour would take a long time to walk along? Hahaha not me! Because I'm and idiot! A complete and total idiot!

An hour later, still walking an in so much pain everywhere and constantly swearing under my breath and verbally announcing just how much I hate everything... I realise that if I had waited for that 3rd bus I'd most likely be at home or nearly at home by now... GREAT!!! OK I finally get to the library and I'm like "Yes! Yes!" I trundle in and find the drink fountain that (on any other day) would be far too freezing to drink too much from but it's bloody hot and who cares if it's freezing as anything? That's a good thing! Yaaayyy!!!....

.... now just another 20 minutes of walking and I'm home...

*deep breathe as I ease my way off the bench I had found outside the library*

Must... Kill... Everything....

Then after walking for about... an hour and a half I finally have made it home! Yay! Freedom! A place to sit down! AGH I'M SUNBURNT!!! My arms are bright red and all hurty... hurty not good... I'm on fire and it's uncomfortably hot....

... at least I don't have to walk anywhere :)

1 comment:

Brooke said...

Oh my. I feel so sorry for you! :(
I am lucky I don't have to catch public transport. Or else I would most definately die.
What from? I'm not entirely sure. But I would :P
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