Showing posts with label bus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bus. Show all posts

Monday, December 2, 2013

The "Lovely" School Bus

Okay, let's start out this blog post with a quick quiz.

1) If you are a bus auntie (lady who supervises kids on school bus) and one of the children throws up from carsickness, what is the appropriate response?
 
a) clean up the mess
b) comfort the child
c) ignore the problem
d) spray aerosol air freshener on the child in question
e) two out of the five of these

2) If you are riding the bus, what is the appropriate response to a child throwing up from carsickness?

a) sympathise
b) move away from the mess
c) mock the child
d) scream "WHO PUKED?!" over and over again
e) complain that the bus smells
f) three of the five of these


If you picked answers "e" and "f", then congratulations! You passed the quiz. In regards to question 1, the correct two responses were "a" and "d", and question 2 was "c", "d" and "e". Now that you understand how my Monday morning went, let me tell the full story.


There was a really big accident on PIE today which caused the buses to take a massive detour, which was really awful. We went all the way out to Jurong, on really bumpy roads that could use some work. Thankfully we didn't get stuck like some kids (some got in at 8:30), but the ride was less then pleasant. Aside from feeling like I was on a roller coaster, someone got carsick. I don't blame the kid because I thought I was going to get sick too, but the response was less than impressive.

Really, bus auntie? You're going to spray the poor kid with aerosol air freshener? Does anyone else find this really ridiculous, and NOT a good solution at all? Follow that up with the nasty kid's reaction, and the poor kid must have felt really awful. I find the children on my bus to be rude and mean to each other (as well as impossibly loud) while this year's bus auntie is just rather of incompetent.


Oh well. Only one more year in this school

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

I'm Not Mad... Yet

I do not know where to begin with this post, but I know I need to clear my head. Everything seems to be getting busy this week and it's rather tiring. The dance show is a mess and the only part of it that looks decent is the Tea Party (woohoo!) apparently.

Today was a weird day in general. There was a big accident on the PIE, my friend's bus got rear-ended, my dad brought home a heartbreaking story about a family separated thanks to deporting a woman for a non-contagious disease.

I'm exhausted. Senior year is a drain, and aspects of it make me want to cry. High school has not been the worst experience ever (that crown forever goes to Middle School), but there are aspects of it that destroy my faith in humanity every day. The amount I hear about who is dating who, who is wearing what, and who did this or that over the weekend makes me want to pull my hair out. Sometime I feel like a Vulcan surrounded by annoying humans. Live long and prosper...  At least I'm going to Turkey in February, otherwise I don't think I'd have motivation to do much of anything but daydream.

I don't know if I've ever discussed my personality type on here, but I'm an INTP. Apparently it's fairly uncommon for women to be INTP, and it's the direct opposite of the ideal woman (according to some articles on the internet). I'm not sure if this bothers me or not, but I have noticed recently that I think differently than other students around me. The level of emotion, morality and compassion other people use in their arguments flabbergast me on a routine basis. Is there no logic in this world anymore? Does it really matter how organised and cutesy your notes are as long as you learn something from them? Also, what is with small talk. You blab about useless things that you are forgetting as soon as you hear. Can't people talk about more useful things than the weather, if the classroom is cold or not, etc?
ARG!

At the end of the year, I'm not going to be looking back at high school wishing I was still here. I'm ready to move on and talk to people who can think outside the box (that's not just high school, it seems like everyone here has no sense of creativity).