I call this a commuter's journal because ... self-explanatory. It is perhaps the only time during the day I can have my own, private time without any interruption of having to answer to people and other life distractions. Well, that is, when I don't see my fellow commuters on the bus who, these days, are Justin, Tim, and occasionally Peter, Jimin, and Jay Jung.
I don't expect myself to remain consistent to this nor have an occurring theme for each post blogged to this site. It is simply an outlet for me to ramble about anything and everything, which I guess is essentially what a blog is.
Current frustration?
The influx of people who now take the 166 bus on Broad Ave. Residence of Palisades Park should have priority on getting on the bus because it's a bit ridiculous that my dad has to drop me off every morning in Leonia and for times like today, when my dad is away in Korea, I have to let at least two buses pass by just so I can get a seat. I feel like the antithesis of Rosa Park. Hah.
Current bliss?
Having a younger brother who constantly, though forcefully, updates my ipod with the latest and lends me his state of the art technology headphones that truly allows me to feel that I'm in my own little world.
Back to trying to finish The Time Traveler's Wife before the movie comes out.
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