Day #50 7/28/11: This means war…

Sometimes you just have those days where they are chaotic and you think back to the greatness and you wish you could just do it 10x better the next time. I started the day by taking my dog on this trail near my house which was very far and I also felt very tired by the end of it. But then my brother started the day by asking me to take his rental car back and by luck I just happened to not have my IPOD Touch or my phone as I thought my brother already remembered where we were going. He also wanted to get his car back and that took a while as well. I was happy for him but it was frustrating to see him ignore the fact that we could have gone back and gotten the directions just seconds after we had left and he said no. They charged us an extra amount of money for having me on as a driver and my brother got even more upset. I got home and just got ready for work and I thought this would be a perfect picture for the day to portray how Antonio Aguilar fought in wars in movies and even I fought my war at home with my brother’s stubbornness but after that I just enjoyed my day at work.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Getting on a bus…

Buses, from my earliest days I can remember taking the bus and that’s all I knew at a young age, pay money to take the bus or walk somewhere so every time I did take the bus I was always wary of sketchy people as well as the potential crowded aspect of the bus. I can remember taking the bus to school almost everyday to Sunnyvale Middle School and I wouldn’t always get a ride from my friend’s mom in order to get there so when I did it was an adventure. The bus was always packed with kids who had day passes, month passes, and just plain old money so they could get on. I can clearly still see one of my friends holding his backpack in his lap and someone would ask him where he was headed and of course my friend would say he was headed to school. The worst and (funnest) part of taking the bus was making it in time to take the bus anywhere because the bus can only wait so long. I remember having to wake up at 5:45 in the morning to head to Homestead High school since I lived all the way in San Jose but the trip was very nagging because it was on a Tuesday and the night before there had been wrestling and I was very tired. I was glad that my mom sacrificed her well being to take me all the way up to school because she had to work that morning around 8 AM and I feel during those times when only my brother drove, as a family we were a lot closer because if we had to go somewhere we would take the bus to Wal-Mart, Vallco Mall, other cool malls in the area, downtown San Jose, and even to our family get togethers. We would essentially bond due to the nature of actually anticipating of going somewhere instead of actually saying ok let’s go to this place. The things I do miss from taking the bus are that you can let your mind wander freely as I have a vivid memory of taking the bus all the way to Mountain View where my brother worked in order to go see the A’s play the Tigers back in 2007 as I felt happy to be taking a trip down somewhere that I was familiar with but I had to spend little money in doing so. Me and my brother were still sharing an iPod Nano which was cool to have since I had just gotten into the whole iPod revolution. Another thing I miss is the way that the bus is filled with interesting people. I have a vivid memory of a less than impressive homeless man eating rice out of a tupperware and me feeling a little sympathy towards him as a 10 year old as I told my mom that I saw the old man eating rice like he did. I also miss taking the bus with friends. Now this one is a bit tricky because I loved my childhood but having friends that were always with you can be seem like a habit as I was with Adrian, Freddy, Chinoy, and all my other friends that lived in my apartments. After a while, I grew apart from those guys but we’ll always have the memory of taking the bus to school on a sunny day, cold day, and even cold days. One last thing I miss is the crazy ways in which buses go whether it’s going towards De Anza College, High schools, Mountain View, and San Jose. I remember feeling kind of dumb not knowing that some of these streets actually existed which for example was shown when I confused the actual street Santa Clara for the city Santa Clara which was a rookie mistake when I confused the two in my head as a young boy. Anyway, I do miss the VTA but now I have a car that is ready for anything and everything. Good night everybody, oh and here’s a great song.