Bus Stories

Today I was taking the bus back home after 6 hours of classes. After a while, you always see the same people on the bus. You start to recognize them.

There are always students of all ages on the bus. I’ve seen kids from about 11 or 12 years old taking the bus to school. There are always university students taking the bus.

I like sitting in the back of the bus to see what is going on. I like to be aware of things. Sitting in the front of the bus is alright, but uncomfortable.

In the back, the bus is like a theater stage.

Today two girls that go to my university in Chemistry took the bus. The blonde takes the bus always at the same time. The brunette is there from time to time. They were the most striking girls on the bus. Maybe that is saying too much. They were the most striking looking girls in my section of the bus.

Near one of the secondary school, the twins walked in. They are about 13 years old in my opinion. They sat in the rear of the bus and didn’t take their eyes off the chemistry girls.

I noticed another pair of eyes looking at them. It was kind of funny. Three pairs of eyes ogling at a couple of girls. I noticed that the blonde had long hair. This wasn’t obvious because she was wearing a large scarf around her neck with hid part of her hair. I thought she had shorter hair.

A similar thing happened to me in the library this afternoon. I usually go to the 3rd floor of the science library to get some peace and quiet. I can then take up a whole desk and spread out my things. The desks are meant for four people.

Two girls obviously in biology or chemistry walked in. They were both wearing high heels and the constant clicking fo their footsteps was a short interesting distraction until I powered up my iPod and listened to ISAN. When I do mathematics, I listen to ISAN or Boards of Canada or something along that vein. It needs to be instrumental.