Crazy Horse

we used to be called e Crazy Horses back in SAS..not all of us, onli e class of 3SE n later, 4SE..e reason for dis was our unorthodox behaviour, jokes n characters we had in e class..also for e carzy stunts we used to pull to gain (n deflect) attention..

i did a crazy thing worthy of e name recentli..was actualli persuaded by a close fren to go down to Sydney to visit a fren..alone n with no real plans..n i was willin 2 go down for some reasons dat do not bear mention here..

e thing to hate about e New South Wales transportation system is dat they seem to b perpetualli repairin some portion of the tracks n seekin to upgrade their railways when train station attendants still hav 2 manualli depict the next train timin on e hands of a clock..analogue, not digital, mind u..n where trains pass less than 4cm from each other..how do they do dis without question i wonder...

there i was, tryin 2 get to Sydney when i heard dat trackwork meant we had to transfer to coach for a quarter of e journey..why can't they have direct Greyhound Australia coaches between Sydney n Newcastle a few times daily i dun understand..dis is dumb man..n hyper inconvenient..plus inefficient..

e most eventful part of e trip was e journey back where i decided to change trains at Hamilton Station n come back to e University(Warrabrook) stop..well i did get on e rite train.. but i missed e Uni stop cos it was my 1st time changin trains at Hamilton(normalli we take bus from Broadmeadow; but buses had ceased by 10 45pm--anothr f***ed up situation)..so i ended up somewhere in e Hunter Valley at dis station called Victoria Street (i might as well hav been in Melbourne) when i realised my mistake..Thank God there was still a train back..but waitin dat agonizin 25 minutes was e longest n most gruellin 25 mins of my life ever...n i still had to walk home from uni when i got off at e rite stop dis time..

some kinda trip huh? well, at least meetin dat fren of mine was'nt too bad..it crystallised some tots i had on certain issues quite well..n wat can i say? i look safeli on e road 2 glorious singlehood again..no troubles or excitement..sigh..Praise God still..