Felt so pissed off today by the indian bus driver who's drivin the bus that i took to reach home.
First~he smoked in the bus while drivin!! ( not once but twice ) Grhh..
and the second hand smoke almost choked me to death
Second~he drove recklessly!! there's time he's speeding on the high way!!
and i felt so insecure cuz my life's in danger
Third~he's rude and unpatient!! Kept on horning others vehicles
hate this kinda ppl man
Forth~for don't know what reason he stopped for twice in the middle of the highway!!
damn crazy and wasting my time
Haii...how i wish i can drive myself or there's someone to fetch me home :(
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together. Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.Where words fail, music speaks.
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