a series of words

red all over

hi again.

it's still me here.

so, it's been two days since i came back earlier from my trip to bali with my schoolmates. it was totally worth it, even with the countless time waking up with a sore body part, neck getting hurt because i leaned too long, etc.

and don't forget me getting super annoyed by the super annoying and super loud group who ended up evacuating to my bus since theirs got crashed on the way there.

fuckers.

i actually came to rant about them.

i swear, i've never cursed so much in such a short span of time. they bugged my sleep and one of them, with all the ease in the world, asked me if i could sleep. and they were the types who were considered higher in the terms of popularity in my grade.

what. the. actual. fuck.

how can you tossers don't realise that you're the sole reason why i can't sleep on the bus.

i mean if it was still daylight, fine. but it was already nighttime, we passed the supposed hour for dinner roughly three hours ago. we couldn't sleep properly on the bus. it was fucking raining and made it flooded.

we. need. some. fucking. sleep.

at the start their seat were dispersed, but they somehow changed their seats to the back along the way. the ones where the cool kids were seated (you can hear me barfing by now).

both me and my friend who was seating next to me were trying to get some sleep since we both were tired. but nooo, they wanted otherwise.

at first, we were like 'okay. just leave them alone and they probably won't do worse'. ah, how wrong we were. they asked to turned up the volume for the music playing on the bus, and it was the edm type of music. the one where you positively couldn't get sleep when played. and then they ordered my bus coordinator, making him go back and forth in the bus (he was seated in the front, unfortunately).

and thenn, they talk loudly. like, super loud. and the guy for my class joined them.

hah, i wish to kill something by that point. i was drifting to sleep, but one of them passed me, making me woke up again (i sat near the alley or whatever it was called. three times it happened. man, i swore i saw red.

it was by the point that i couldn't sleep again, so i drank my juice (you're lame!) with lightning speed. even my friend was surprised by that hahaha.

i went to the front, threw it into the bin, and asked with an aggravated voice for the music to be turned down because some people actually want to sleep. i went back to my seat, then got asked twice on whether i could sleep or not. i answered no with a sarcastic tone and a smile on my face. i shed a tear out of anger, which rarely happened.

a few moments later, they talked again like nothing happened. my other friends got annoyed as well so she said something i think, i don't know i forgot already. and i added with a super annoyed tone, "there's some people that wanted to sleep!". or something like that.

thankfully, they lowered their voices even if they kept on talking. i was trying to find a comfortable position to sit when they were being loud, again.

i was fucking done by that point so i was like 'do whatever you want, fuckers'.

then we arrived at the rest area for a short toilet break. my friend and i hurried so that they won't use it first. while this girl was doing her business, the others were talking outside.

one of the girls asked to my friend, 'were we that loud?'

'yes (awkward laugh).'

'well, what were supposed to do? your bus was really quiet.' or something like that.

YES BECAUSE WE WANTED TO SLEEP.

man, you guys had zero sensitivity towards your environment. so, yeah, it went like that: my bus disliking them in great percentage for being loud. when we arrived in bali and they got their new bus, IT WAS A BLESSING.

and by today, i still dislike them.

whoa, almost a thousand words. this is, by far, my longest rant yet haha. and i've never wrote something this much in a short period of time.

i think i'll end it here.

—and this concludes my inner rant that day