A weird opening.

Today I was woken by my brother. Not strange, you may say, but once you factor in that he's over 20 and moved out, seems slightly more unlikely, no? An unexpected start to a day that seemed to get worse over time. First off, the bus, once I actually got some money for a bus pass (ack, motherfail) seemed to be going so well... until we swapped drivers. Driver #2, who for convenience I will dub "Bob", took himself 15 minutes to sit down (maybe he couldn't find the chair? He DID look a little long-sighted) making a new record of time-wasting for bus drivers everywhere. Once he sat down and got the bus in motion, he decided that driving about 1/10th of a mile was incredibly tiring and parked again. Now, don't get me wrong, the bus I use does this at this spot always. WHEN THEY'RE EARLY. This guy must have just saw all the "cool" drivers doing it and wanted to be like that. But, he took it to the next level. He exited the bus and went off for a chat with the driver from the bus behind us. After another five minutes, he got back onto the bus and using he keen memory found the seat without too much difficulty, leaving me -7 minutes to get to college.

Ran to college, la la la... made it to maths, got sarcasmed by Rob (cool teacher, more on him in a post where I'm actually finding it hard to find stuff to talk about) and found my seat. No pen, not like it matters, at least I made it. Next thing, I hear music. More importantly, I'm not the only one. Good peoples, you do not know embarrassment until you have Sweet Sweet Sweet singing in Japanese in your pocket and you can't discreetly get rid of it. "My pocket is singing and it has no batteries." may be the greatest contextless statement I've ever broke a teacher's mind with.

Steve is still an evil moron, and I'll post the rant he caused some other time. In fact, bored of typing, so if there is anyone who cares about my life that much, get out of my bushes and go home.

POINTS:

Warp: 15
Jam: 20