A sharp pain in my heart...

I got on the bus only to see all the seats open so i plop down in a seat and pick up my book bag. Rummaging through my bag i find my headphones, just like the living tombstone, i have always wanted to shake hoofs with him and ask him how he does it. grabbing my Ipod i turned it on and put the headphones on. they were cold but ill make them hot. Constantly the bus revved up and slowed down, The worst felling ever is when a bus is moving and then just stops. I sat there for an hour before i finally took my headphones off and looked around me and saw what the others were doing.

One pony was punching a mare in the face for making fun of him, another was fucking around with the broken seat by using his hoofs to try and bend it forward and eventually giving up. Others were hopping over seats and one with his head out the window. His mane was spraying dried gel one every other pony behind him. Then you still had the fucking people talking about the hoofball game ageist the next town over, goddess-damn i hate hoofball. Goddess-damn fools beating the shit out of each other for a FUCKING LEATHER BALL! Who in the hell wants to see that? but whatever i pack my shit and get onto the Ponyville high school campus and all i can do is pray that i wont go through complete hell...