Thursday, October 16, 2003

THE DAY THAT WOULDN'T DIE! i swear, this is probably the worst day of my entire life. in the morn i woke up at 0730 to find that the outline that jessy was supposed to send to me via email was not there so i panicked, until i switched on my phone and found out that she'll do the printing. so that was that.
then i left my house at 9 to get the survey shit for speech comm photocopied. walked all the way to bedok interchange- the weather was fucking hot, and i almost died when i realised that all the copying shops in bedok were not opened yet. Fuck. So i walked to the the bus stop and TWO 67 buses HAD to pass by me BEFORE i reached the bus stop.

ANother mother fucking shit.

School was alright, really. Nothing much happened. Was pretty alright.

Went to PS with jessy to get cloth for bauhaus project. sat on 77 for about 20mins. Went down, walked past the stalls outside PS and realised that i had stained my pants. My bright pink pants. FUCK. Thank goodness its fisherman pants, so it was pretty alright when i wore back to front instead. Sigh. Then went and got all the stuff and nonsense and went to MRT and realised i didnt have my concession card with me. Panicked. Big time. Because i just put in 52 smackeroos in the card yesterday. Went up back to the washroom to try and find it, but eventually found it- in my purse. Thank god.

Then when i went home, the stupid pants kept slipping off. So i had to hold it all the way home, to, at the very least make sure that i have my dignity intact. Went home. Mom wanted to go Carrefour at Suntec. Had to accompany her and anyway, i wanted to get new stuff from dorothy perkins with the voucher i have. Bedok MRT station. Realised i dun have my concession card with me- AGAIN! Purchased standard card and went to city hall. Msged bro at home to ransack my room for the card. He didnt msg back. Prolly to dead to care after soccer matches.

Got a new top at DP. Went home. Looked for concession card. And i cannot be found. FUCKING HELL. I am probably the unluckiest person on the planet. FUCK THE MOTHERFUCKING FUCKED UP WORLD. LIFE HATES ME.

Thus tmr, i would have to head to bouna vista to get the concession card done. According to transitlink.com, the stored value in the lost concession card, if reported can be refunded. I hope it applies to the monthly concession that i just put in because my stored value is only 5 bucks. The concession is the one's that $52. I'm such a loser. I always misplace things and lose things like no tmr. i must be one of the most pathetic people on earth.

And not to mention the poorest. Told my mom that the $ can be refunded. if it can't, ill still tell her it can, coz i HAVE to. ill just have to use my own cash to pay for my travel. Fuck it. It's not like im not broke enough. I hate this so much. I could just curl up and die. Seriously. I'm gonna be dead broke this two months, so anybody who's willing to spare your poor ole friend some cash, please do. ;)

nobody likes me, everybody hates me
i'm gonna eat some worms!


posted by Fuzzy @ 21:22 

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