So I got picked up by a rogue bus driver today O.O
A strange and lively old man driving a NOT IN SERVICE bus pulled over for me even though I was shaking my head at him (I could see the bus I was supposed to be taking slowly chugging into view over the horizon.) "Where to?" he said. "Put your Hop card away, lady!" And we were off, me taking a seat opposite two equally bewildered looking teenage girls.
As it turned out, the rogue driver was very sweet and exceptionally loquacious. Apparently, he's being doing this for eleven years. It's his way to help people struggling with their shopping or because they're poor students ( :D ) or because they have a large family. "And you all probably better duck", he declared, because the bus we were supposed to taking (and paying for) was catching up behind us.
Well, the other two girls got dropped off in nm and then it was just me having a strange and lively conversation with the driver. "Sometimes," he mused, "I forget when I'm not a bus driver." By that, he means that he once tried to provide the free drop-off service while driving his personal car, but the two men and the lady he offered to refused the offer. Now THAT gave me pause for a second. Think about it: I would never get into a stranger's car, but here I am accepting free rides from a stranger simply because he happens to be driving a bus. (This rather reminds me of how when we used to go tramping, our male teacher would drive a van filled with 8-10 teenage girls. Our school's motto was printed on the side of the van and had the unfortunate implication that he was driving some kind of mobile brothel... But I digress :P)
Anyway, no harm done; his final advice to me was to choose a boyfriend who doesn't smoke, lol. I can't help worrying what would happen if he got caught providing this service, but it's kinda fun to see someone take the rules into his own hands for a nice cause :)
On a totally different note, us being halfway through the year and all, I guess this is the time to stop rambling about bus drivers and write more reflectively about what's been going on this year...
For starters, it's kinda nice to look at the stereotypical picture of the college now and be able to think, That's my room :D
It's funny to think that only four months ago, the whole concept of first year uni and everything it entailed was completely alien to me. The people were strangers. The thought of learning from someone talking at me, perplexing. I had never actually seen the place which was theoretically to become my home away from home. And it seems that in adjusting to the biggest change in my life so far, I've changed. From a stranger's POV anyway. It was only last year that I was still being mistaken for a Y10. But last week, two high school girls got up and offered their table to my friend and I, saying that we looked young but not like high schoolers. What's the difference? I don't know. I suppose I feel more at peace with myself than when I first blogged this year. Lucky, like. It's sad, but it's a blessing to have people whom I care about both at home and away. And if I'm halfway, might as well finish it, right? Not gonna be like the blonde who got halfway across Cook Strait, got tired, swum back. Stay positive :)
Besos~
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