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I don't really know what to write about myself. For as long as I can remember, I've always found a great difficulty when it came to writing or talking about myself. I guess you can call me self-less or rather indescrible. I wish I could tell you something great like I can fly and soar to great heights or that I've saved many lives from danger...but no, I can't because that would be a lie. I'm not average nor am I conventional but I'm not extraordinary either. I don't really know where I fit. Haha. But thats one of the many wonders of life...trying to discover just who you are but due to the fact thats quite a long process and life isn't exactly forgiving when it comes to time...I don't think I should waste it being lost. So I gotta go find the girl named Kashmir-Nashay and when I meet her I'll let you know all there is to know about her. Hence, the blog.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Public Transportation

5 days out of the seven day week, I commute to and from Cabrini College.

In the morning, the "vessel" is jam packed with other commuters lacking personal transportation for whatever reason I am unaware. I managed to get a seat by myself but I know this ever so pleasant solitude will most likely get interrupted by someone who couldn't arrive at a more reasonable time and get their own seat, instead they decided to be tardy and invade my personal space. Maybe it'll be the elderly woman reading her bible preaching the good word to who ever is willing to listen, or maybe it'll be the the quiet prima donna who is just too good to be in such a predicament as to ride septa. Or it could be the old guy, who smells like raw tobacco and nicotine....he didn't even bother to try and cover it up with mints or maybe a squirt or two of cologne. Anyways, whoever it is, i don't want them next to me. Don't get me wrong, public transportation is a great invention, and has been around way before my conception; So for that I am thankful. But if you ask me the seating arrangement is a bit "too close for comfort". No Eating, Drinking, Loud Music, Space, etc.

I need a license and a car.

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