If u, who are reading this right now,
do not noe how
unlucky and at times
hazardous
wednesdays can be,
let me share my experiences with you.
today, i woke up with a stomache ache.
i nearly missed my bus bcoz i was in the toilet for so long.
at cf, i curled up into a ball on the stairs nearby
to try mollify the pain in my stomach.
it didn't work.
i missed prayer to run into the toilet w/o any tissue paper.
i squatted painfully over the hole in the floor,
and purged brown watery 3/4 fluid substance
until everybody was already lining up on the tapak.
i stayed in the toilet in that position until
liz mercifully came running in after perhimpunan
to give me some tissue she managed to get.
God Bless Her Soul!
later after that, i had to walk
up and
down
the block D staircase 4 times bcoz of pjk.
after the pain had left,
the day seemed to brighten up.
then after school, i realised my mum
had forgotten about me again so i had to call her.
she told me that she'd just parked her car
and didn't want to leave until 3.30pm.
thinkin that alot of ppl seemed to be stayin back anyway,
i relented.
liz left at 2.30 tho.
and i spent the hour after that intruding into
a couple of not-so-close friends' discussion.
or that's how it felt like anyway.
felt abit bad coz i didn't noe them both that well :/
oh btw, kelly, if u're readin this,
i can't remember if i thanked u for commendin my blog,
so here's a really big Thanks!
it gave me alot of encouragement :)
mum picked me up late,
after a series of very unsuccessful phone-calls
from me to her.
was late for piano. came home, ate, bathed,
and walked straight to piano,
pooped.
came back home to realise there was nobody home.
and that i couldn't go in.
had to climb over the gate.
i spent the rest of the time attempting to
break into the house.
only, clearly, i
cannot fit thru the grail of the sliding doors anymore.
kak came back some time after i started
seriously losing it and went slamming away at the doors.
that put her in a
bad mood.
talked to cow for abit and felt much better.
but wait, the climax is here.
went to wei zhou's open house.
was initially too bothered to go,
but went anyway upon mum's insistence.
they had this guy from china hu appeared in the papers,
who was playing the
er hu and
gu qing there.
it was pretty kewl coz the music was nice.
he was one talented dude,
for all his short, bulky coarseness.
up till there, i was enjoying myself.
after he finished, things got seriously boring.
mum went on with her aunty chatter about kids these days
and their schoolwork and tuitions and blablabla...
while eunice disappeared somewhere up the road
to play fireworks with all her new friends...
and marcus went upstairs to watch some old
chinese soap-opera rerun with some girls.
after waiting tolerantly for 1/2 hour
but still not being able to go home,
i started getting really miffed.
begging my mum was to no avail
coz she was sipping vodka by then.
after a whole lot of desperate pleading, like an
hour later,
mum sed ok, go get ur bro and sis.
sis utterly refused to leave, so i got all kek
and went lookin for cus instead.
walked really fast and impatiently across the pavement and
smack into this glass screen door.
at the sound of my muffled "
FAHK!?",
a big group of older gamblin teenage boys
on the other side of the glass looked up.
total instant mortification?
yes.
now i am home, with my lip swollen as a result
of cutting them on my teeth,
and my eyelid sumwhut swollen too.
if this hasn't been a horrid day, i don't noe wut is.
sorry for this borin bitchin blog, but i had to vent.
i really need to keep track of all these wednesdays
so i can build a convincing case on why wednesday
is the one day of the week that shouldn't exist
and present it to Father Time.
