**Today my bus, which comes every half hour even during rush hour coz i live in such a remote area of th Bronx, was 5 minutes early when usually I am there on time and the bus is five minutes late coz the lazyass driver doesn’t feel like getting his ass into gear (I take the bus from the first stop). Then I got on teh train and ONE STOP before my stop, the train decides that it doesn’t want to go down Lexington Avenue, and decided to take a detour down Seventh Ave. I geuss it didn’t wanna miss Fashion Week 
Then I got off and took the local train one stop and on there, i saw the most adorable lil chinese boy sitting ontop of his dads shoulders. I smiled at him and he made this face 
Which left me 
And about to 
So i get off the train, take the crosstown bus and get to school, get to class.
I get out of class early and I call up one fo my friends whom I haven’t seen around in forever and wanted to talk to. But 
of course he ignored the call and instead i c him with HER a half hour later, of course I shouldn’t’ve called, anytime there’s a chance he’s in school he’s with her. And at that point, I had gone to Subway and was sitting wiht the sandwich paper laid out on my lap but i hadn’t eaten yet. S they saw the sandwich on my lap and I looked like a total pig.
Then I finish eating and head to Brooklyn College to meet up wtih a friend of a friend. I went to starbucks to use their bathroom, and just coz I feel I owe it to an establishment that if i use their bathroom (and it’s clean) I should at least buy something, I buy a brownie, acutally the seven layer turtle thinggy. No good i know but after the crappy day I had i htink i deserved it and it was soooooo tasty (the two bites I had anyway coz I saved the rest for my friend–see I can be nice!!) So then i meet my friend, who is acutally 15 minutes late, and this is after hte night befroe he said “I hate to keep people waiting, so I’m always on time.” Now he’s a really nice guy, but the typical desi (shameless plug alert!!), visit my thread in life1 for proof.
So then I step into the nearest deli to get somethign to drink and oh how wonderful, my precious eyes are assaulted by “Buttman magazine.” Nuff said 
I get into the train station and ask the conductor something, and she reaches for my subway bag (yes I still haev my half sandwich and brownie left) and says “oh no i havnt had lunch yet, thank you sooo much.” Of course this is all in jest but I give her my brownie anyway coz…cmon…
All in all it was a waste of a brand-new shirt. **
Punny …