Acclimation to Mass Transportation
I remember when taking the bus seemed like a foreign thing. Actually, I don’t, that just sounded like the right thing to say to start the entry. Funny how we always fall back on whatever “sounds right”.
I was on another sardine-packed bus coming back from College Ave. Ah, the Rutgers busses. Thankfully, I don’t have to complain about anybody taking up two seats. (Two people did that on the bus coming back from Busch, earlier today. I want to smack people for lack of consideration.) I don’t really mind standing on the bus – at least coming back from class. What’s a little standing around when you’ve been sitting on your ass for 80 minutes?
I’m trained. Wait, that has no meaning without context. I see people all the time who don’t quite know how to ride the bus. Standing, that is. It’s quite simple, really: Don’t rely on your arms. If you rely on your arms to keep yourself, you’ll end up giving yourself a work-out. Inside, you have to simply move with the bus. Bus turns left, you lean slightly with the bus. As you come out of the curve, you’ll naturally end up-right. Use your knees when the bus is coming to a stop.
Of course, you do NEED to hang onto something, because you can never predict those SUDDENSTOPSOFDOOM. The ones where everybody standing all at once gets jerked forward, and you can’t stand up straight until the person in back of you stands up straight. Okay, maybe it’s a slight exaggeration, but that’s what it feels like.
I remember the first time I stood on the bus. Actually, I don’t really remember. But let’s pretend I do. For some reason, I was naive enough to just not think of the concept of standing on the bus. Who does until it happens? I vaguely remember realized, “Oh. All the seats are taken. What do I do now?” Other people kept boarding. I noticed they grabbed onto the horizontal bar at the top. So.. when in Rome…
I don’t know, for whatever reason, I was amused at this routine of jamming myself into a tin can full of other carbon-based units. People talk about the naturalness of homosexuality when there are gay monkeys getting it on. There’s nothing natural about mass transportation! Don’t tell me about antelope herds, that’s more like a marathon. We have to get around somehow, that’s just one way.
The world gets a lot smaller when you’re standing on the bus. Sure, I’m always watching where the bus is going so I can compenstate for turns. But I notice the girl sitting down to the side of me. The girl behind me. The black girl in front of me whose hair smelled like V05 hot oil. Hey, I noticed. I have a sensory memory, how can you expect me to forget that? The guy next to me blowing out his eardrums with whatever kind of tin-can music. The girl sitting down to the far right with a little bit of her cleavage exposed. I’m just assuming the reason the black girl in front of me kept bending over was because she had her bag on the ground. (Bad idea, lass.) Her dark red panties were showing over her tight-ass jeans. (If it was a guy, I would have noticed his undies, too. And his tight ass jeans. Well, assuming there are guys out there that still wear tight ass jeans. And the panties were maybe a maroonish. Whatever.)
Last week, there was a couple in front of me. I was standing in pretty much the same spot I was today. …And they were occasionally making out. Um. Is it just me, or is a bus not the safest place to make out? Like I said before, world gets smaller when you’re on the bus. Nobody was paying much attention to their little snogging. Their area of space was limited to immediately around them. But safety. I can only imagine what’ll happen to their teeth if the bus stops suddenly while they’re kissing.
Um. I suppose that about covers it. I’ll be nice when it gets warming out, reaching up to that horizontal bar while wearing my leather jacket is weird.
I was going to guess that your grandma made the blanket. My gram did stuff like that. Slippers mostly. Everyone in my dorm had a pair.
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Your nipples offend me. They say mean things to me, and that’s just not nice. 😛 I need to file my nails. They are raggedy. I noticed the tuggy before you mentioned it. I win a prize!! 😛
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I have no nails. Nervs + Nail biting habit = No nails. NONE. Nice hands. They intimidate my hands. My hands are small. I cry at night. . Fin
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Flashy notes are sexy. But I’ll leave them off for the notes ima leave now. Querky, describe. Uhm .. okay, what else did you say? Erg. Ah. I’m attracted to the word “sex” .. Dont critisize me, shh. You have a nice ass, by the way. I like your hair better, I must say. Im randomly flipping through your diary. Like I said, “Sex” attracts me. . Fin
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I .. uh .. what? You tottaly lost me. I would have gotten that if I where more .. er .. I wanna use somthing other then awake, but I cannot think of anything, yes. Looks can be decieving, what. You know what I look like? (Yeah, you viewed my OD picture, correcto?) Or do you mean, the way I type, such and so forth? OR, are you talking about a WHOLE diffrent thing? Jeezus. Sleep. . Fin
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I love spamming. Yes, I like porn, and yes, not to get aroused, most of the time. I had to delete all mine, though. No memory left. *weep* I dont think I would flash. I’m .. shall we say “squisher then most” and I have those usuall “body hating” issues. Yes, older. Much. “Wanna see my nipple?!. Sure” Yeah, somthing like that.
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Your nipples are forever going to be burned into my eyeballs. Yes, I would love to read more sexual entrys. You know, I would also write things like that, because I enjoy talking about such things, unfortunatly, most of my other friends do not. Quite sad, really. Anyhozers. Yeah. Entry’s, please. I would enjoy them most heartily.
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I am not a cheerleader. I am .. I am somthing. (Certainly not popular, I shall tell you the least) Your nipple. .. You know Invader Zim? I hope so. The episode of the piggies and such. “The piggies, they haunt me” Let me re-phrase in the way I see it now. “The nipples, they haunt me”.
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You need more notes 🙂 “You probably consider yourself open-minded.” Didnt see that one. Now I respond on it. Yes. Quite that. I dont like saying more around .. mind I say, more intellectual ones then I (I am talking of you). They tend to put me in a corner and judge me. So I be hushed for now over the topic of myself. ( I’v only met you, I havnt jumped to conclusions just yet )
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“If you were more conscious.” Gneh, yes. I’m not quite all here. My spelling .. it will always be terrible. To give you a quick run by on who I think I am … Mood swinging. Yes, I talk about sex too much. Jealous. Distant. Uh, what else .. Gnorg. Dunno what else, yes. Jeezus im flooding your diary with stupid notes of stupidity.
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I feel like a dolt, leaving all these notes. Onwards. Yes, I would love more nipple pictures, I might make a collage. Skittles hair .. hmm. I’m actually waiting for my mother to awake. “Mother, may I dye my hair purple?” Yeah. I hope it’ll go over alright with her. Purple is a scrumptious colour. Have you seen suicidegirls.com? (I THINK that’s the URL) They have beautiful girls there. Beautiful.
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http://suicidegirls.com/login/ Copy paste. So beautiful. My type of girl, I must say 😀
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The avant garde of the new aesthetic.
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I did read it all the way through =P I couldnt read every single entry though, my eyes are .. burning. Alot. What was I about to say .. Oh. What was that about The hair and the libia and such? Did I mention anything about my vaginal parts that made you bring that up, orr?
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I find pubic hair lovely, the scent of a woman is most arousing. Nothing much of somthing you needed/wanted to know. Although im not sure of that :/
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Yes. Do a nipple entry, that would be most wonderful. Fuzzy .. in wich way. HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT MY VAGINA LOOKS LIKE?! dear god, im bieng spied on when I masturbate/shower/change, what IS this world coming to.
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I absoltuly love the girl, on the last page of the “Previews” of http://www.abbywinters.com. She has freckles .. in the KYOOTEST spot .. I wish I had freckles, because that is .. so so kyoot.
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Actually, mister know-it-all, I DON’T have windows 98. I have windows ME. 😛
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Your toenails are gross 😛 I guess all toenails are gross.
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RYN from a while back: His name may be conventional, but he still has his foreskin! 🙂 Be well,
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i am so thrilled i have never had to ride a public bus…not to mention that sort of thing doesnt exsist around here
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The first and last time I stood on a bus was in middle school. Riding on the trains at the airport is a similar feeling, though. I always laugh at the people who hold onto the bars for dear life.
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I hate riding the bus. I would rather walk 10 miles than take the bus and I hate walking. But I had to do it to get from Illinois to South Carolina to visit my daughter. You make bus riding sound interesting though. The one thing I do like about it is standing up and riding with it just as you say.
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I remember having to stand on subways – I would think its a similar concept. Smelliness abound. Leather jacket? Like fonzie? LOL. okay… I’m done being stupid again.
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I hate buses, my license is suspended for like another week and my god. We are sardines
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*feeling nostalgic* Ahh yes – bus rides. I’m a people-watcher – I loved my bus rides when I was at university. Who’s nice to let the little old Asian man/woman have their seat and stand? Who’s new? Who’s bitching? … I miss that …
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RYN about the profile: Hehe, good! I wanted it to look that way, glad I actually achieved something on purpose for once.
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you’re very observent 🙂
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Uhm. I forgot what I was going to type about. I did read your stuff, but not all, as I told you. My eye could not focus properly and it was giving me a migrain, sorry love. I will never take a bus. They scare the hell right out of me. Iv had a few encounters with drunks and ‘hobos’ on buses, it’s just not my cup of tea. My punani? Your refering to my southerns?, or i’m just tottaly off.
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Eyes* Sorry.
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Yes. A totally shaved girl isnt as nice as a girl with some pubic hair, if not all. The scent is lovely, and just makes the experience all the more exciting.
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i’ve never ridden a public bus (other than schoolbuses–they dont count) but i’ve ridden metro? 😀 i looooove metro. maybe that’s because i always ride it to fun places? *giggle*
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I wish it were spring. or fall.
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ryn: I feel so special – thanks for the pic – its a hot jacket…. you are a very beautiful man.
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I avoid the bus. Actually, that’s not totally true. If I’m running late and a bus is passing by, I get on. I also take the bus when I have to go shopping. I actually hate busses….
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I’m such an awkward person. (Typing that made me think about how often we read eachother’s diaries and then write a note that pertains completely to ourselves. At least I do that a lot. Have we talked about this before?) Anyway, I tend to fall on busses a lot. The end.
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