off to a bad start. i woke up late this morning and i didn't want to get out of bed. i couldn't ditch work and i couldn't ditch my classes today either. it's midterms and im forced to go to class in order for me to have the midterm essay questions. i wey! i just wanted to stay home, take powernaps and maybe do my homework in a span of thirty minutes and call it a day.
anyhow, on the way to work in the trolley, i was stuck standing next to a dirty, smelly, fat boy. gross! talk about smelly, HE STANK!(chapelle voice) he smelled worse than seafood city! i was gripping the pole to keep my balance, and this dirty little boy kept sweeping his nasty dirty blonde hair over my hand... and then... he leaned his head back on the back of my hand as if he it were a pillow! THAT EFFIN S.O.B!!! i was gagging in my mind and making grossed-out faces the whole time. goodness! i was pissed. pissed that he stank, and pissed that i didn't have the courage to tell him he stank! after 15 goddamn minutes passed, the little boy and his fishy smelling mom (yes, his mother stank too) got off the trolley. whew! THANK GOD. .... OH! BUT THEN.... a few minutes later, some guy standing behind me sneezed -- ON MY HAIR!!! OMG! SUPER GROSS! i thought i was gonna breakdown and cry then. and the worst part was, some black guy standing in front of me started to giggle and mumbled, "damn, that sucks." YAH IT DOES! he made me feel embarassed for having been sneezed on. why was i the embarassed one when i was the victim of the germ attack? WHY?! WHY ME?! *sniffle*.... public transportation sucks! PEOPLE SUCK! AND POOR PEOPLE STANK