This is me today. At 11:35 I walk down Universitet to catch the subway, while i see blinking sign for time is not blinking, so check the bus time table and think i will catch 540 to Bergshamra and then take 509 home. But 540 does not come, so I got down to subway again, and I miss my train exactly, so have to wait 10 min. I get off at Danderyd (apparently from there I have two choices of bus, 509 or 177 home), and was going to take the 177, but could not find the bus stop, and I see 509 coming to I hop on it, and when it starts driving I realize this one goes the opposite direction. -_-' Make note that this is quite out in the suburbs already, and I panic, like damnit... what do I do now, when the bus stops at Mörby where I get off at. I look at possibilites of getting home. I can take the same 509 the right direction, or.. there's 607! 607 stops also close to my house and I thought it was a faster bus than 509, so I wait 10 min for 607... but but, how i was wrong. 607 drives past the whole of Sollentuna (v. far up north swedish suburb) before coming to my house. So. At 13:15 I step into my home. Exhausted and damnly pissed off. This trip should have taken 5 min by car, took me almost 2 hours!

 

I have grown a fear for public transportation now. It is so exhaustingly boring. Today I didn't even have a mobile, a pad, or anything at all I could read/play with, I just stared out into nothingness trying to think. Oh, I'm so sick of thinking. Alone is not fun. Also, desperately needing to pee all through the journey does not precisely help either. I gave up. If life wants to mess with me, there's nothing I can do, is there?