Why is it so hard to not talk about your problems?

I vow to never use the word hate lightly.

I am on the 105 on my way back to school for lunch and then Greek Mythology. There is a man on the bus who looks very sad and smells sweet like wine. There is a girl about my age and sat down and her latte sprayed up in the air. Pretty exciting. Another lady is telling her the best was to get from Subway to the bus station even though she didn't ask. It is foggy today. The bus drivers are driving extremely jerky. All is good though. I've been really tired lately, but my roommate thinks it's just form being sick with a cold last week. Lots of reading to do! I need to read Plato's Myths for class and I'm also reading Uglies by Scott Westerfeld, such a great author. I'm hopefully going to be working on an even through the Whatcom Museum soon. Here's hoping. More later, Rebecca