Have you ever had one of those days, or one of those weeks,
where everything seems to just be positively magnificent?
My first two weeks were definitely two of those. The restart of classes, seeing my friends
again, and – oh, people reviewed my blog!
I may be just the slightest bit giddy over my first
blog posts. Can you tell?
Right, so the new school semester seems to be off to a
brilliant start, for me. There is only
one dark spot in my happy autumn beginning.
Honestly, transportation is the bane of my life. I spent most of my childhood with a powerful
fear of cars (well, automobiles of any type, really,) so learning to drive was
never really at the top of my list. By
the time people started pointing out that I could try for my permit, I was too
focused on AP classes and starting college to care about fighting my fear of
the driver’s seat.
During my first semester, my marvelous mom drove me to
campus almost every day, or at least to the Metro station closest to our house,
so that I didn’t have a complicated morning.
Well, I have five siblings, and they all have school, too,
so I’m on my own for transportation.
Temporally and financially, the most sensible route is to take the bus.
For this to work, I have to get up before seven, so that I
can make the seven-thirty bus to Wheaton station. The obvious complaint, here, is lack of
I’ve never been a particular fan of the obvious.
My morning three buses (Silver Spring to Wheaton, Wheaton to
Rockville, Rockville to Campus,) are right at the beginning of the morning
My afternoon buses (the same, but flipped,) are smack-dab in
the middle of the evening rush hour.
Therein lies my problem with transportation. Crowds.
I have a, well, a problem with crowds.
Place me in a room full of tight corners and high
bookshelves? No problem. Place me in a bus with standing-room
only? Hyperventilation begins.
It isn’t like the bus is the only time that I am stuck in a
crowd. Anyone who has seen the
cafeteria/student area on the Rockville Campus during the hour or so between 11
and 12 can definitely call that a crowd.
The difference is, in the cafeteria, I can read, or do
homework to avoid the chaos. On the bus,
I have to pay attention. I can’t
lose myself in my music or a book, because I have to be ready to get off of the
bus at any given moment. Furthermore, if
it is standing-room only, then there are the added variables of my backpack and
the bumps of the bus on the road to consider.
With all of that input, combined with people
everywhere, the bus is not exactly my favorite place.
Frankly, driving is actually beginning to look tempting, if
it weren’t for the fact that I’d still have hours and hours of practice time
that simply isn’t available.
I suppose I’ll get used to the bus at some point – either
that, or I’ll finally crack and start learning how to drive.
Anyone else have transportation issues? Traffic, bus, or metro?
I could talk myself into circles, here –
“There are two of us talking in circles – and one of us
who wants to leave –” Fumbling Towards Ecstasy, Sarah
Should I learn to drive?