The Boys In The Bus are Everywhere

I ride the bus ever single day that I go to school. Sometimes it’s just so hard commuting from the south going to Manila. It’s really tiring especially going home. Sometimes, when you are caught up on a rush hour, you really fight your way in just to ride the bus. There will be times when you are just so tired from school and you feel like sleeping in the bus on the way home, but you can’t, because you are one of the unfortunate people who find their balance as they stand in the aisle for over an hour in a moving bus. I sometimes wish that I could just literally ‘teleport’ from my house to school, so that I will not face the haggardness of commuting.

What’s the beauty in commuting to Manila is that you get to be with other college students, seeing faces of different kinds of teenagers at the bus terminal. Usually, around 6 o’clock in the morning, buses are filled with 80 % college students. And I enjoy riding the bus in those hours. Why? Because sometimes you get to see cute teenage boys. Well, let’s not say cute, I meant handsome. You know my kind of type of guys are just exactly what college boys are. Those jocks that I define somehow bad-boy looking with their hair up, and perhaps a little bit evident cut of biceps. But I also like tall, and nice-looking guys that whenever you look at them it’s like you’re looking at a puppy (not that I’m saying they look like a dog).

Well, the point is, I get to encounter different guys. But sometimes I just wish I get to meet one someday. There is this one guy who is oddly tall but cute, good-boy type and actually looks like Cody Simpson. Ever since last semester, we always get to ride the same bus together. Therefore, we know each other by face. This semester there were consecutive weeks where in we see each other at the bus terminal. Sometimes, I try to avoid being close to him because it seems so awkward. But there was this one time when he was like 5 meters infront of me in the line, then suddenly he looked back and his eyes fell straight to mine. See, it is awkward that we looked at each other. I’m just assuming he saw me lining up. Then, I got this feeling of heat in my body because I was flattered? Then after those weeks, I didn’t see him that much anymore. Then awhile ago, something that I have been waiting for happened (well, not much of what I really want to happen), I saw him at the mall 😀 like after so many weeks. I wished that I could encounter him in a casual way, like seeing him at the mall, and I did. Well, I hope I get to see him again. I think that is not going to be impossible because he is within my area, too.

What I am really trying to say is you really encounter different people every single day in your life. You might have sat next to a middle-aged guy who is sweaty and smells like cigarette, and you were just freaking annoyed (because I hate people smoking cigarettes). You might have slept on the bus and lean your head to the guy next to you, then you woke up holding his arm (awkward, but yes it happened to me). It might have also happened that a guy offered you a sit, thinking his stop was near but nope, he did stand during the whole trip. Such a gentleman. Who knows? You might have been in the same bus with your soul mate but you just haven’t met each other. You just have to have that first move. Remember, things never happen unless you take opportunities.

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