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Unluckiest Day
Bitched on: Saturday, January 06, 2007
Time: 1/06/2007 10:05:00 PM
If you have been enjoying reading all my loser moments, boy, do I have a treat for you. Try the whole day of bad luck.Time: 1/06/2007 10:05:00 PM
Just at the stroke of midnight, everything went downhill from there.
Grrr....
I had to stay up to finish painting my (half-finished... and half-f*cked) paintings for watercolour class (yes... I started school a week earlier to go for these damn classes). It was around 4am when I suddenly felt woozy and decided to call it a night. Plus I had to wake up at 7am again to go for school.
So I went to the tap-cum-shower to wash my hands, elbows, knees and shin (don't ask me how the paint got there). Since the shower was brand new and it was just installed that morning, naturally (for me at least) I didn't know how to turn the tap on (nor the shower). So after a lot of turning and pressing the tap, water finally came out. Not from the tap that I had hoped for but instead it was from the shower above.
I had to sleep with half my body drenched (cause I was too lazy to change out of the wet clothes).
And when I woke up the next day, the same thing happened when I was dressed, with hair gelled-up and about to leave the house. It was to wash the paint on my toe this time (again don't ask me how the paint got there). And since I have the memory of a goldfish, I was 'attacked' from above again.
I had to change out of my wet T-shirt after that.
It didn't stop there for my wardrobe malfunction. My slipper broke. The strap that was holding my feet to the slipper (or the other way round... I dunno...) snapped. And I was halfway to the bus stop by then. And I didn't even trip or anything; it just snapped! And I had to drag my left foot back home. And going down a flight of steps was really tricky! It took me 10 freaking minutes to get back when it usually takes me less than a minute. It was so embarrassing and I was so late for school!
And after school, I realised I had lost my EZ -link card (and I just had the card 'topped' up the day earlier... $15 down the drain...). It was only after I had ran after the bus, boarded the bus, rummaged around the stuff in my bag, that I realised it was missing, and then realising I had zero coins, no way to pay the fare whatsoever, that I alighted from the bus.
I then had to change my notes for coins with some of the passengers on the next bus I took. I was too preoccupied with getting coins that I didn't even realise I took the wrong bus!!! Argh!!!!
So I alighted at this bus stop in the middle of nowhere. Exchanged notes for coins again with this lone dude at the bus stop (thank God, there was someone). Took the next bus I was sure would reach my destination (all this time my friends calling me to ask me where the bloody hell I was).
I didn't have enough coins so I underpaid the fare (actually, I didn't know... *act innocent*) and guess who had to board the bus? The bus conductor!!! She gave me a whole minute of lecturing that university students have to pay adult fare. It was so embarrassing!!!
I met my friends finally. And they were saying how 'interesting' my life was. And I added that with my luck that day, I won't be surprised if I get knocked down by a car. So we were careful to get me as far away from the roads as possible.
We tried to watch a movie. The queue was too long. Plus, we couldn't agree to what movie to watch.
Walked all the way from Orchard to Dhoby Ghaut for nothing. Not really nothing cause we went to one of those gaming shops (not computer games but board games). Its really awesome. You should try going to one. Really fun. Mind cafe... or Settler's Cafe... Though I prefer the later - because of the friendlier staff.
They tried to overcharge us at Mind Cafe then but I kicked up a fuss. Not really a fuss. I just talked and talked. I would have been a great lawyer. Or a great miser...
The day of bad luck didn't end there. My friends and I shared a cab back. As the only guy, I was the last to drop off. And as luck would have it, I didn't have enough cash to pay. So I dropped off ten blocks (or 2 whole bus stops) away from my house. I had to drag my tired body (and soul) back home...
And it was past midnight by the time I got home. Luckily.
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