let me reiteratre

on this rather large bus-or rather two buses connected by a grey slinky tubeworm. peering in awe and wonder through glazed eyes at all who surround me-trying not to looks so happy. two girls and one seemingly gay guy stumble on the bus with rosy cheeks and mouths full of giggles- we exhcange hellos. they argue whether or not hey were on the "drunk bus" known on campus. no, that one is the last bus that runs at 3 am but for the most part most people on that 12.30 bus were in fact rolling their heads in dizzy intoxication.the four of us played a game- we looked at the fellow passengers and seperated in our heads who were drunk and who weren't- who we can relate to and who we can can envy a little bit(what on earth could they possibly be doing in new brunswick that isnt drinking or sleeping) an asain girl's wide eyes dart about frantcially when she sees us observing her- sober. another girl raises her head from its resting place of the window pane- a web of drool is helplessly connected from the widnow to her mouth. drunk.a guy listening in to his i pod. sober but probably wishes he was drunk because he was listening to some awful techno.boy in our group of four asks me my name. michaela. he calls me mickey. i hate that nickname. he then takes a picture of me. smile, mickey. that strikes me as odd since a gapey-mouth smile has been stuck to my face since i boarded the bus. before getting off he takes a picture of the busdriver. his two friends are shocked but laugh their i dont know- what- else- to- do -laughs.
there were more interesting poeple on the bus-a girl who sat with her cell phone to her ear listening intensley with her mouth open (there was no one on the phone) without saying a word for 20 minutes. a girl in a hurt-my -eyes geometrical shirt dated circa 1997.most of the bus was of women going back to our all girls campus.hyper critical yet oh so happy, i am.
i don't exacltly know what i am trying to prove- but every one of these people were so beautiful in there own way (yes, even the cell phone hoe) and i thought for a minute i knew exaclty why everyone was at that school,in that town, on that bus.

i wish i had some crackers for all the cheese i just gave you