This past week, my bus schedule has been crazy!
On Monday, I was informed vaguely that I might have to ride a different bus in a few days. The next day on Tuesday, while waiting for the bus, a down pour of rain drenches me and when my soaked wet body finally gets on the bus, the driver tells everyone on the bus that it was changing routes, but didn’t tell us which bus we were switching to. Yesterday, on Wednesday, I was told at one time that I was riding a different bus, and then I find out that I’m actually riding the same bus! At least for that day.When I got home, my mom FINALLY gets an email that says that I am switching buses, and which bus I am changing to.
Then today, Thursday, I found the bus that I am supposedly riding for the rest of the year, and when I got on… The bus was so crowded!
I miss my old bus. I miss the seat room I used to have and most of all, I miss the time I had on the bus. It was timed just right so I could listen to music and talk with friends. Now I get less time on the bus, and less room, and there is no AC on the bus. Whew, I’m so glad that the week is almost over! TGIF! 🚌🚌🚌😫