Tuesday, September 7, 2010

The thought of a first Purple Bus ride

Last two days ago, I was in the car, at the front passenger seat, and Dad told me that Mom and himself are going to Miri today. Hearing that wasn't surprising at all to me :P until he added..


"You should take the purple bus on that day, cause I won't be able to- " said Dad..               (in malay of course)

I hesitated before he could finish. With brows raised and after a flourish turn to look at Dad, I was too quick to react, and asked him again.


Remarkably, I affirmed that my hearings were correct. I was taking it too far to concern about what Dad said. I'm taking the bus ride home, alone and for the first time. My heart raced a little and so I blurted out questions at Dad fitfully. I've never taken the bus to ride back home on my own ever in my life. I know, I can be that dreary!


The next day, it had come to my attention that I realized that I was overexcited. I expected too much about the fact that I'll be taking the bus home. Personally, I wonder if there were passengers loaded. I knew the bus won't have a lot of passengers during the morning. But what about in the afternoon? Questions began to accumulate even more into my tiny human-data-storage (I meant my head). Sometimes I regret, I mean big time, for being an absent-minded local.



The next day after that day was the day! Morning started to break in and I was awoken by Dad. The same morning felt as similar as the day when I had that crazy dose of adrenaline rush pumped within my blood, unduly excited. But something happened to put out the fire.

Dad told me that Mom suggested that I should just ask from my sister-in-law to pick me up from school instead of taking the bus ride home. And so I knew after that, Dad had to say that I can't take the bus ride to home. My restless face began to fell. I had wondered that Mom and Dad were discussing about this at night.


And for now, different questions are starting to build and making me curious. What is wrong to take the purple bus?
...Fun pooper


Oh well, at least I don't have to walk up to the bus stop.


I'll take that chance if I have to. Maybe next time :)

3 comments:

  1. taking the bus home isnt that scary :P

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  2. I know right. But mom said. -.- yeah. MOM SAID. I shouldn't. Which I don't know why. :/

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