Riding crazy ass horses like Crocodile Rock, Cleo, Son of Sonkla, High Grade, Ninja, Jimmy, Jack and Jessie has taught me valuable lessons when i'm on the bus. I've fallen off all of them except the last four mind you. And no one instills so much fear in me other than High Grade. Tapi he's a great horse to ride for dressage.

The valuable lesson i feel is knowing how to sit heavy and sit tall or slightly behind if the horse decides to jam his brakes while travelling at 75km/h just before a 1.20 metre fence. You either fly over his neck then crash into the fence or you stay on. I always choose to stay on, but sometimes it's inevitable.

And now, i take this lesson out of the arena and onto the bus. Some crazy ass dude jammed the brakes so the bus driver had to as well in order not to crash. I was sleeping in the bus, head tilted to the left, leaning on the handrail behind me in a slightly curled up position because my legs were too long for comfort in that tiny area i had for the legs, listening to tiesto and suddenly i heard a loud honk from the bus and in 1/4 of a second, i realized i was sitting heavy in the seat with full control of my upper body and my hand was on the front seat cushioning me if anything more serious occured.... And i was fast asleep like 3 seconds ago.

One aunty about 40 plus flew off her seat and landed on the floor. The bus driver stopped along side a quiet road to assist her and apologize but was taken aback when the lady blammed him for her fall. Even the chinese uncles were gossiping about her and how unreasonable she is.

I had no fucking idea why i even went up to her to offer a plaster. I think it's expired. I've had it in my wallet since forever. Just in case.

So when i got off the bus, i told the bus driver who looked pretty young.. maybe late 20's.. i told him "a bang, drive carefully k.." then he said thanks.

suri thought at 9:52 AM