hell yeess. 78 records. i love you.

i love the old school records. i was sick of all my dads ones, so i went and bought my own.

i dont really feel safe on buses. the only time i do is when im in a window seat looking out the window avoiding eye contact with every one around me with my ipod on, breaking that intense silence that you feel when your on there. but you know what also breaks that intense silence? people talking loudly on their phone. we know how annoying that is (unless your the one doing it). so your sitting there, brooding because you want this person to shut up, until you realise that they're talking in a different language. so now your suddenly intrigued. you pick up a few things in the conversation that gives you an idea on what theyre talking about, but then again you could be wrong, you dont know cause the only language you understand is English. at the same time you look at the creepy man you saw earlier as you got on and you realise, he has really cool shoes. on closer inspection you see that he looks like a gym junkie. ok so hes not so creepy after all. you then start looking at the back of the head of the weirdly dressed chick who go on a few stops back, she looks a bit like a hippie. you notice that she stares intensely out the window as you go past the public pool and a little while later, she starts braiding her fringe. you decide that even though shes weird, you want to talk to her cause she seems different and interesting. you smile a bit at the thought and think to yourself, ok this trip turned out to be alright.
on the trip home you have a new driver, and as you huddle in the back corner, avoiding eye contact with everyone, you start to realise that the driving skills of this guy is a bit below average. hmm should make for an interesting ride.