Thoughts while on the bus

Being on the bus or standing at the bus stop was something I always did since I was allowed to do it. My parents were always very overprotective of me and almost never let me do things on my own, for this very reason every chance I got I would run away to catch the first bus I could find, it wasn't really to truly escape, I just needed a break from so much oppression.

My parents think that every week I go out with college friends or old high school friends, but really I just take the bus and let the driver take me and the other passengers to a destination that I don't even know what it is. At the end of the day, I always go home and tell my parents a made-up story about how much fun I had with my "friends" and how I can't wait for the next time I'll meet up with them.

(This blog is just for me to vent because I have nowhere else to do it, sorry).