I was just over at my brother's watching some sports, and we were watching some show shortly before I had to leave to catch my bus... I'm supposed to leave, but there's five more minutes to the show, so I decide to just sit it out. I walk over to the train/bus station, checking my watch now and then, making pretty good time, and just as I'm about to get the station in sight, I see a bus approach. I walk, and pray, and walk, and pray it's not my bus. But of course it is. It zooms past me and I have to sit at the bus station for another half hour, with nothing to entertain me but the nightly cold and homeless people to give money to in order to cleanse my karma.
Ever have those moments when you're sure you'll "make it", only to find you were wrong? Yeah? I bet you don't feel like such hot shit then, do ya? Well, neither did I. Jerk.
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