Bus stop!!!!

“Bus stop. Bus stop! Ah say fo leave me here by the gap dey. Right here. Ey! Buh way me a see ya? Lef me here!!!!” a female passenger cries.

'Why didn’t the minibus stop?' That was the question that was on the tippy top of each passenger’s head in that minibus, including mine. I thought to myself “What really goin on here?” We later learnt that the driver of a popular 'College' minibus could not stop because he was trying to get the attention of the lady who was crawling in the needle point car ahead of us.
When the driver finally came to a stop just seconds after the female passenger bellowed her requests, we all learnt that the minibus had been hit. (Yes I was in van that got hit by a car and I didn’t know until we stopped about 5 minutes later. You ain see I coulda dead and I ain’t even know). From the minibus, we could see the woman arguing, she’s frustrated and seems to be a little scared for her hands are everywhere. In contrast, the driver of the minivan seems calm but obviously angry. So who’s wrong? I tried to listen to their conversation but it was impossible to hear anything that was going on outside from where I was seated as the music was too loud (as usual). Hands in the air, heads bobbing, lips moving and Vybz Cartel in singing. I peered my head out of the window to see the damage but all I saw was a dirt less patch on the side of the van. (That’s it? You cannot be serious?)

I grabbed my bag and paid the conductor on my way out saying:

“Heh. Alyo does wuk hard”

“Yeah we does wuk hard” he replied.

By closer examination the car made a little dent accompanied by a long horizontal line above the wheel. That poor road horse. Paint expensive ana. So who is wrong?
Five minutes ago, a passenger stopped the minivan after it had passed the bus stop causing the van to be pulled aside else where (in the middle of the road before a crossing, then at a corner just a few feet away). That’s when the snail overtook us and drew a line on the poor road horse. So who is wrong? The driver who did not offload passengers at a bus stop (which is the passenger’s fault btw. The poor man forget where he goin), but made a bad stop at a corner? Or is it the snail who apparently bought her license?

Oh I don’t know who’s wrong. I don’t really care. I’m not affected really. I did dun pay my passage and I gone bout my business. Some passengers didn’t even pay!
Earlier today I found myself in front of a computer screen in the Computing Lab at College. Doing what? Playing the Impossible Quiz of course. I never thought that I would be like all those boys who just sit around all day playing Halo (Some game). The Impossible Quiz in addictive, pointless, very tricky, very dumb. The highest we got was #92 (that was me :D), before a bomb exploded. I did say that it was pointless. It taught us a valuable lesson today; and that’s teamwork. So it wasn’t all a waste of our precious time, we learnt to work as a team, and they don’t have one of those courses at College. Yovaz!
While I’m on the topic of learning, I’d like to say one thing: Guys say the weirdest things ever! Like today, I didn’t know that ‘tuff bubby’ existed. Did you? I mean how can a girl’s boobs be ‘tuff’ (tough)???? LMAO

I have a question. I was thinking what it was like to like someone who liked your best friend instead. I mean, how would you feel if you found out that he or she was calling your best friend and you were at home just day dreaming about him or her. That must hurt. Thank goodness I does only see that on tv.