Vidgmchtr
09-03-2005, 02:13 AM
I have had to suffer for 5 years by being forced to listen to the damn radio when riding the bus to and from school. The bus drivers would always put on one station: 106.1 WBLI. In the morning, they'd have this fucking stupid morning show, "Steve and Maria in the morning". They'd talk about the stupidest things going on in pop culture and talk about TV shows only the people with IQs under 50 watch (Friends, Sex and the City, American Idol, etc.). Steve was more tolerable, but Maria....She was a bitch! She has this fucking whiny voice and whines about stuff I really don't care about, like how, I don't know, something is pronounced (Seriously, she had an argument with Steve on how "Pajamas" is pronounced). Besides the crappy morning show, all they played was shitty rap music, or whatever the hell is popular on MTV at the time. You know what else? Sometimes they'd play a song in the morning, and when I go home, I hear that SAME EXACT FUCKING HORRIBLE SONG playing, which obviosuly means they have the smallest, shittiest collection of music, ever. If a song is at least a year and a half old, they either don't have it, or, they don't want to play it. Just the songs they think EVERYONE listens to right now.
In 9th grade, I looked on the bus and saw various people with headphones on, listening to SOMETHING ELSE!
"Oh, if only I can listen to something else to make my bus ride to and from school more enjoyable," I thought.
On my 15th birthday, my mother gave me a CD player. I then burned a few songs of my own (Do As Infinity Songs), and listened to them the next day.
This solved the problem (though in between songs, I'd hear crap coming from the radio, and during songs, if the radio volume was turned up high enough, to the level of being able to go deaf).
Later, my CD player broke, and I got an iPod (which I still use).
Once I get my car, this problem will be completely solved, and I will write a hate letter to Steve and Maria, saying how they've made my life miserable in the mornings ever since 1999.
Ending on a funny note: Steve and Maria sound nothing like they look.
Steve looks like an old white guy, and Maria looks like a short, fat black woman.
In 9th grade, I looked on the bus and saw various people with headphones on, listening to SOMETHING ELSE!
"Oh, if only I can listen to something else to make my bus ride to and from school more enjoyable," I thought.
On my 15th birthday, my mother gave me a CD player. I then burned a few songs of my own (Do As Infinity Songs), and listened to them the next day.
This solved the problem (though in between songs, I'd hear crap coming from the radio, and during songs, if the radio volume was turned up high enough, to the level of being able to go deaf).
Later, my CD player broke, and I got an iPod (which I still use).
Once I get my car, this problem will be completely solved, and I will write a hate letter to Steve and Maria, saying how they've made my life miserable in the mornings ever since 1999.
Ending on a funny note: Steve and Maria sound nothing like they look.
Steve looks like an old white guy, and Maria looks like a short, fat black woman.