Back to high school

I usually come up with blogs while I'm transferring from one subway line to another or sometimes when I'm walking to, from, or on a bus.  I guess transportation help give me an inner monologue that I think of in blog form.  The problem is once I get home I've lost total motivation to sit down and type my well thought out blog.  Then an hour goes by and I've completely forgotten what I thought was so interesting before.  Here's one re-occurring thought that I actually remember.  It has to do with the crowded transportation here.  Specifically of transferring from one subway line to the other.  The other day as I walked with the crowd at a normal pace I noticed that the crowd was getting thicker and slower.  We were being bottle-necked to a gate with one opening just big enough for two or three people to get through.  This is actually a typical scene of 50 people trying to squeeze into such a small space.  As I was being funneled in I had a deja-vu feeling.  It was actually a flashback to high school.  The reason why it feels familiar to be in a moving crowd herded like cattle through mazes and multiple gates is because I've done it before!  In my high school we had some serious overcrowding.  The school was built to accommodate 1500 kids but by my senior year there were over 3000 kids roaming the halls.  One spot in particular had just such a gate opening as I described previously.  I'm sure several of my family members who also attended this school remember it.  I really hated when it rained because it would flood right by the gate and you either had to get wet walking to it or slowly wait your turn to step on the few makeshift wooden platforms.  It was a slow and crowded journey I made daily and now 13 years later I am doing something like it again.  Only this time I'm in a crowd of pushy, sweaty, chinese adults instead of pushy, pimple faced, smelly teenagers.