On my way to school yesterday, I was sitting and looking out the window while I gave the bus driver evil glances. For one, he fixed his mirror so he could stare directly at me or my chest.. whichever. He was cute, yes, but his ass was reckless. I made a note of the bus number 748 and I wanted him to say something. Just one word and I would have told his reckless ass off. In all my rides on the 103, I have never been so annoyed by a driver's driving. He straight rolled through stop signs and ignored the white line before the light. He was speeding and swinging the bus like it was his hoopty.. The hell! After the first five minutes.. I was convinced homeboy hijacked the bus. I'm sitting up front, mind you, so I am watching him drive and it reminded me of how I would drive the G6, but sweetie this is a passenger bus..slow ya roll.
Anyway, he kept looking back at me and what not and I gave him a dead pan " say some shit" look. When we got off the highway, this jeep was trying to inch his way up past the bus. Now I'm watching the Indian guy in the jeep and he's looking at the bus and then he looks at me. So I looked away. I look back and he smiles. So I smile. I was really watching to make sure he wasn't going to be stupid and try to pass the bus because the driver is a fool who thinks he is rolling on 24's with the top down. Idiot. Any way, so we get two blocks up now and in the corner of my eye I see the jeep moves up and the guy starts motioning to me from his window. So I go along with it . He makes the telephone sign as if I'd give him my number ever so randomly. I smiled and shocked my head no and he did the "why not" gesture. So, I pointed to the ring on my right hand and then pointed to my left hand to signal that I'm married. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders and gave me a thumbs up and he mouthed lucky guy. We both kind of laughed and he waved bye and I waved back discreetly. Nosy ass driver , all up in my business ,face and chest, adjusts his mirror again and then says "Some men". I gave him the fake grin ... but I was thinking Negro fix ya damn mirror. You have the nerve.
After class and receiving another A (YAY!),I spent the rest of the night in the library studying and outlining my psych notes. Me and the monitor in the pc lab have the same Sociology professor and we always compare grades. He always gets a B but he doesn't pay attention in the class or do the homework. He calls me the sexy organized nerd and I don't mind. The guy who talks excessively in my class was there also and he told us he is dropping the class because he failed again. I was surprised he was failing as much as he talks in that class.. though as irrelevant as his comments could be... still. Everyone would groan and look at each other while rolling their eyes when he starts to talk. Boy will they will be happy... except the professor. I tried to encourage him to talk to the professor since he did try to give him credit because he knows he tries but he's a grown man . He said he will take the man's class again next term. Now, pc lab guy was doing his usual flirting offering to help me study for my psych exam but I laughed and playfully told him that I want to pull an A... so he can't help me. Lol, he jokingly touched his heart and said ..ouch!
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