Gosh, only a few sec after relaxing my butt on the bus seat in the morning, a guy came n sat right in front of me. At first, nothing happened. Later, I heard a noise from my front...[i was wearing mpio but still could hear anything out there]. That noise came from a guy...who was talking alone with nobody else there. Perhaps he was wearing a handsfree? I sorta peeked n checked [hey, his voice was SOOO DISTURBING, EVERYONE COULD GET MAD EVEN IF YOU [no matter WHO YOU ARE!!] HEARD!!!!so I was doing the right thing...right?] but none i found any equipped or even injected material there.
HE TALKED AS HE'S ANGRY AT SOMEONE~don't ask me the language he used, it's unidentified~n just talked loudly without stopping [with weird gestures, he did]!!! I wanted to ask him to lower down his voice n perhaps calm down a bit, please?? but a gramp sitting right behind me didn't want me to do that.
"Hmmm? He's disturbing, right gramp? But why you....? hm? yeah, He is a...? OK, WHAT?!?!?!?! really?!?!?!!!!
wow, how could he...a...? be here..?!?!?! I mean...hrrmmh..!!! ok, i see..."
Lately after that gramp told n explained somethings about that guy [since she'd been in the bus long before i came], I could get insight about what's happened. That guy was sick. His sickness was due to irregular brain activity caused by, probably, depressive situation, which means::HE was CRAZY, or INSANE, or whatever words like it, but u know what I mean. ORANG GENDHENG ADA DI BUS, SENDIRIAN LAGI!!!
The gramp told me that this crazyer [bleh] haD been in the bus for so long but he paid a ticket for it [ADA ORANG GILA ISO MBAYAR TIKET BUS BEKALI2] so the STUPID busdriver couldn't do anything but to let him inside. Actually he did nothing than sitting calmly but talking-talking-talking n sometimes shaking his head in such a way that made we, commoners, annoyed. We talked to the driver lately about it, but he told us that that crazy guy knew where he wanted to go. Two stops before the last, final stop...hmmm...??? so the driver would do nothing but to get him out at his destination...if he didn't want to get out at the stop where he wanted to go, then just kick his butt [the driver had said exactly what i wrote here]. hmmm..OK then the problem could be said as finished.
BUT STILL I FELT STRANGE somehow...
Okey, I didn't meet Noelle at school n at Personal Development class [but Chitroet said that she was in the Oral Comm Class at nine, which i was late due to oversleeeeeeeeeeeping...zzzzzzz] so the meeting was cancelled.
Craig just gave us something childish but funny in his class. We were asked to write anything that came up from our mind on a paper [so i wrote about the crazy guy in a bus]//
analyzed partner's visual gesture when thinking about things that he did or did not like [I asked Dom about gals with bikini~did he like it or....?heheh]//
n tested our imagination n interpretation on subjects he told us] well, if u guys think that this is a playgroup class due to how i explained here, i will disagree with it. It's rather a psychology class. Psychology, guys, not a playgroup!! HEHEHEHEHEHH.....
ONAKA GA SUITA...TABETAI...ASA GOHAN WA NAI KARA. JYA, IE NO HIRU GOHAN O TABETTE II?? KAERO SA!!
MATA AU!!
MAASSSSSCOMMUNICATIOOOOONNNN, do it! do it! do it!
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