so apparently i should move to seattle. i keep getting stuck there lol.
the first incident:
i'm on my way back home. fortunately prior to this incedent i had not had the honor of being on a bus. evere since i was a little child my parents drove me to school and once i was old enough, friends drove, thus leading to driving myself to school. with no experience under my belt, and a lot of self doubt i ventured to the bus station to find out that the bus was already running two hours behind schedule. why? because a man from yakima decided to hold a knife to some unsuspecting woman for whatever reason, and the police ended up shooting and killing him. (portland) naturally that's where my bus was coming from. however i didn't know this had taken place when i stepped unto the creature of hell. needless to say everything went fine and upon reaching the seattle bus station (i had to switch buses) i had the pleasure of being notified that not only was i ten minutes late for the bus (10 MINUTES!!) but i was also going to be given another new experience...sleeping in a bus station. we're talking 9.5 hours in a bus station by myself. (thus being stuck in seattle for the first time).
the second incident happened just yesterday. i've never had a problem flying. i've never been trapped by weather, nor have i really had a plane be delayed by more than an hour or two. i was all ready to return to school when my plane from seattle took off into the big dark sky headed back to bellingham. i had already taken a flight earlier from pasco to seattle and everything was fine there too. unfortunately when we arrived to bellingham a heavy fog had set in and the plane circled the city at least 6 times before finally heading back to seattle. thus due to lack of money (students are fucking poor) this meant i would be staying in the airport. but ah relief, three women (two whom taught early in the morning) wanted to get home so they rented a car and offered to give me and another WWU student a ride back to bellingham for no cost. so less than settled i finally made it back to my dorm around 4:00am just in time to get up for work at 6. gotta love my life!
so, with that said i should either move to seattle or just stop traveling.
-->deviance
the first incident:
i'm on my way back home. fortunately prior to this incedent i had not had the honor of being on a bus. evere since i was a little child my parents drove me to school and once i was old enough, friends drove, thus leading to driving myself to school. with no experience under my belt, and a lot of self doubt i ventured to the bus station to find out that the bus was already running two hours behind schedule. why? because a man from yakima decided to hold a knife to some unsuspecting woman for whatever reason, and the police ended up shooting and killing him. (portland) naturally that's where my bus was coming from. however i didn't know this had taken place when i stepped unto the creature of hell. needless to say everything went fine and upon reaching the seattle bus station (i had to switch buses) i had the pleasure of being notified that not only was i ten minutes late for the bus (10 MINUTES!!) but i was also going to be given another new experience...sleeping in a bus station. we're talking 9.5 hours in a bus station by myself. (thus being stuck in seattle for the first time).
the second incident happened just yesterday. i've never had a problem flying. i've never been trapped by weather, nor have i really had a plane be delayed by more than an hour or two. i was all ready to return to school when my plane from seattle took off into the big dark sky headed back to bellingham. i had already taken a flight earlier from pasco to seattle and everything was fine there too. unfortunately when we arrived to bellingham a heavy fog had set in and the plane circled the city at least 6 times before finally heading back to seattle. thus due to lack of money (students are fucking poor) this meant i would be staying in the airport. but ah relief, three women (two whom taught early in the morning) wanted to get home so they rented a car and offered to give me and another WWU student a ride back to bellingham for no cost. so less than settled i finally made it back to my dorm around 4:00am just in time to get up for work at 6. gotta love my life!
so, with that said i should either move to seattle or just stop traveling.
-->deviance
maladjusted:
Haha, sorry dont mean to laugh ..but u dont even come across as really pissed.. i would be,its almost like (ya this is the shit that happens to me o well) . Thats cool.
