Public transport - from an other point of view

I have never really liked travelling by bus but I have always been too lazy to walk to school in the morning. Actually when I had to go early to school (early means before 8 a.m.) I usually woke up on the bus. I've never really cared about the other people around me. In Kaposvár I knew most of them when I was travelling home or to school.

Here in Pécs it's totally different. I can say it is interesting for me. I travel by bus at least twice a day when I am here. I sit down if I can and while I am listening to some music I am watching the other people. Usually I see students and old people. It is funny guessing who they are, what do they do judging by their outfit. I often see students with drawings, studio and stand cameras, musical instruments and tote bags, and I wonder how talented they can be in what they do or how important it can be for them. Maybe later one or more of them will be a well-known artist, a notoriety or a famous sportsman. Who knows? When I don't listen to music I can hear interesting conversations by students, usually about the university and sometimes about parties and teachers as well. :D

Sometimes it can be really annoying travelling by bus. For example when old people think that the seats are made only for them. I always stand up when I see them, so don't think I am rude, but since I am here I have heard old ladies shouting many times with other old ladies because they couldn't sit down. They were quarelling about who will take the seat. It was crazy and happened not just once. It can be very pesky. So we can meet many kinds of people on the bus. Sometimes it is funny, sometimes it isn't, but I usually find a reason to laugh or at least to smile. :D Except in Budapest. The last time I was there and used public transport we were having fun and laughing with my friend but after a while we stopped, because the others were staring at us. It was like in a graveyard or I don't know. Kind of depressing moral.

Anyway, the gestures of other people, the way they behave with strangers or the way they look at you, can tell many things about their personality. It is maybe a bit philosophical, but I often try reading from faces,eyes because I am interested in how did this people get to where they are now. Why are they rude with others or why are they so polite? Maybe because they were taught to be polite, or they are rude because they are in a bad mood. You never know... It happens often that you think you know someone and suddenly you realise that you are mistaken. On one of my lessons we had a discussion about this 'mask' thing. I heard a saying which sounds like 'You get up in the morning and paint on a mask, this is a part of your daily costume.' Some people agree with this, some don't. I can only say that in certain situations this mask comes off and it can be amazing but horrifying as well, for example at a 'bus-situation'.

So after this short analysis I only wonder what do other people may think about me? :D

Take care!

Friends will be friends...

At kindergarten we often asked each others: 'Who is your best friend?' Well I could never name only one person. I don't like this question. I have always had at least two 'candidates' and I have never been able to choose one. I guess it's good so, I personally feel happy about it.

I was thinking about friendship. I knew before I moved to Pécs, that from September I would see who can be called a real friend. Well, I am not disappointed so far :) My tips were good, those I expected to call me or chat with me every day payed off. This was important for me because friends are essential parts of my life. As we know we can't choose a family (do not misunderstand me,fortunately I don't have any problems with my family), but we can choose our friends.

I think there are different kinds of friends. Some you have because you share the same workplace, diggings, hobby, dormitory or anything like these. I mean you don't have many things in common, it is usually by chance, you usually don't choose it. There are people who are the friends of your close friends and you may often go out with them but you wouldn't call them your real pals. There is another type, fair-weather friends. I think I don't have to explain it. Sometimes we just need this kind of relationships too. I don't think that it is a bad thing, though in Hungarian it sounds like for me. So the last one is the most important, real friends.

I have always been wondering when I was younger and saw my parents going out with their kith, whom will I call my true friends when I will be at the same age as they are now? My mum told me that she knows most of these people since high school or secondary school. So they have passed through many things together. I often imagine myself in my fifties or forties, sitting in my living-room or at the balcony of our weekend house in a summer afternoon circled by friends. We are laughing and telling stories about our youth. :)

Well I hope it is not so close yet!:) Now I must finish, because I am meeting some friends, may we will do something that we can talk about 20 years later too. :)

Take care!