The worst thing about taking bus today, during peak hours is that it's invariably full of other people going home from work -it's like a scene out of some zombie movie, except, like, all the zombies are stuck in a really small space and smell kinda of funky. I figure there are few things worse than being tired, stinky, underappreciated and, at the same time, rubbing butts with some other working class drone. The worst thing, though, is how displeased everyone looks to be there -take the bus at about 6pm, and everyone looks like they want to curl up and die, or kill someone. or just crawl off to some godforsaken corner of the world to die. I mwean, even the guy cuddling with his girlfriend looked pissed off; no wonder why there are so many movies on the alienation of the modern world.

One day, I think I'm gonna snap on the bus; I'll get on and see this sea of vaguely discontent faces and not be able to take it anymore. I might yell at them, berating them for being so miserable, or just laughing my ass off for no reason. I don't know, but it's gonna be dramatic. Is everyone's life really that bad? Is being one the bus really that sucky?

Bah. Maybe we're all just upset that we're taking the bus, because it just proves how we're such plebs.