It's been awhile since I've written about my "affairs" with the people in the bus. Affairs? I'm kidding, don't think about... "inappropriate" stuff. Well, what shall I tell you?

Oh yeah, I will start with the earliest ones: I scrutinize people, and they scrutinize me. I often keep scrutinizing them after they leave the bus, but today a guy did the vice versa. And I saw him. Funny thing, he kept looking at me even if I saw him. For a few seconds we looked at each other.
New people, old people. I am starting to recognize those people. Some of them are from the same high school as I am and they have the same route (to the high school, or back home). I today saw a guy I haven't seen in awhile. He is one of the cutest guy I've ever seen. His face looks very innocent, but I can only remember once seeing him smiling.
Some of them have the same route every night, back home from work.

My old custom, smiling at people has vanished just a bit. I smile if I can, but more more these days you'll find me with the head in the clouds or thinking about something. I think Exams are the cause of my mood.

Hope it will change soon. I don't like being serious for too long.

~Rob
"Paint your own Life and Live in your own world."

English
Hey people.
How have you been lately? I was a bit busy with school and some exams. However the inevitably bus I had to take these days brought to my attention once again people's hatred, and our incapability of understanding others or being a little more kind with those around us. Shall I tell you what happened instead?

So I was in the bus standing cause all the seats were taken, and there was this woman sitting on one seat. There were many other people standing, and because there were no windows open, inside the bus was getting warmer. One man wanted to open one, but the woman kindly asked him not to, because she was cold. The man looked intrigued, but stopped.

The traffic was crowded, so only 5 minutes after, another women wanted to open the window. She did manage to open it, but the cold woman realized there was source of coldness and looked around. She saw the opened window and wanted to close it, but the other woman started yelling it's impossible to breath in the bus, and if she was cold she should have warmly dressed instead. The woman didn't say anything, but left the seat and still kindly asked the other woman to take her seat, then went to one of the bus' door and waited till it arrived to the next stop where she left the bus.

What I want to say is, people these days are so arrogant, it wasn't impossible to breath in that bus, I can assure you, I could breath, but it was true, it was getting warmer. Still, yelling on a ill person and embarrassing her in front of the whole bus is so impolite. I think those people should learn to be more kind.

Just another little aspect: Both women were not young, but around 50-60 y/o.
Be more kind. Make the world better! Nobody knows how you might feel one time, as well you are unable to imagine how others might feel when you act in a specific manner.

I know I'm boring.

Românã

Salut.
Cum ati fost în ultima vreme? Eu am fost un pic ocupat cu şcoala şi unele examene. Cu toate acestea în mod inevitabil a trebuit sã iau autobuzul spre scoalã ce mi-a arãtat, din nou, ura dintre oameni şi incapacitatea noastră de înţelegere a altora sau de a fi mai buni cu cei din jurul nostru. Să vă spun ce s-a întâmplat în schimb?

Eram în picioare în minunatul autobuz şi mai era o femeie pe un scaun. Mai erau alte persoane în picioare, iar pentru că în autobuz nu erau ferestrele deschise, în interior se încălzise. Un domn a vrut să deschidă una, însa femeia de pe scaun l-a rugat sã nu o facã pentru cã era rãcitã. Omul a privit-o intrigat, dar s-a oprit.

Traficul era aglomerat, asa cã 5 minute după, o altã doamnã dori sã deschida fereastra, lucru pe care l-a si fãcut. Doamna de pe scaun a observat cã exista o sursă de frig şi se uită în jur. Vãzu fereastra deschisă şi vru să o închidă, dar cealaltă doamnã pur si simplu începu sã urle cã este imposibil sã respiri în autobuz şi cã dacă ea este rãcita ar trebui să fie "înfofolitã" bine. Femeia nu a spus nimic, s-a ridicat şi chiar o rugã pe acea femeie să ia locul ei, apoi a mers la una din usile autobuzului şi a aşteptat până a ajuns la următoarea oprire unde a coborât.

Ce vreau să spun este, cã oameni în aceste zile sunt atât de aroganti, nu era imposibil sã respiri în acel autobuz, pot să vă asigur, puteam respira, dar într-adevăr se încălzea. Cu toate acestea, strigând la o persoană bolnavă şi fãcând-o de râs în faţa întregului autobuz este atât de înjositor. Cred cã acesti oameni ar trebui să înveţe să fie întelegãtori.

Doar un alt aspect mai mic: doamnele aveau în jur de 50-60 de ani.
Fiti mai întelegãtori. Hai sã facem o lume mai bună! Nimeni nu ştie cum te-ai putea simţi odată, precum nici tu sti cum se simt atunci când acţionezi într-un anumit mod.

... Stiu cã v-am plictisit.

~Rob
"Paint your own life. Live your own world."

English

Every day I am going to high-school with a public bus (not a school bus, as some of you might be used to). After school I return home with the same bus. But this bus isn't a bus at all. It is another world. Another world indeed.

 Not only that I can see many people, not only that I can read on their faces how their day was, not only that I can admire them, but I can smile and share my happiness with every older by passing my place, I can be nice and polite by saying "Sorry" after every unwanted move, and "Thanks" after every answered question and bring a smile on my interlocutor face. That's why I like the bus.

And I have some pretty interesting stories from the bus. You might be interested. Check back soon!