what is expecting to go wrong
has gone wrong since an early Monday morning...
I guess this is what many termed as Monday bluessss...
Woke up 3 times the night before
and the fouth time when my clock read 6.48am
forgotten that I was suppose to attend a training this morning and I need to wake up at 7am.
Went back to sleep with hope that I've got another half and hour to sleep in.
As I was about to fall asleep, the clock ticked at 7am.
then I remembered, yes.. there is training today
geeze... I pulled myself out of bed
did all the mandatory for half and hour
strut down my living room towards the door
took a last glimpse on the clock hanging outside my kitchen...
ALAS!!! I swear to God, I can see it laughing at me!
It showed 7am!
Apparantly, my nieces meddled with my damn clock again! It's not the first time!!
filled with total aghast, I picked up my mobile
Send a poision text to my brother
warn him to keep the kids off my room
many of my things have been missing, spolit, room in a mess...
I don't wish to be nasty.. reason..
1. karma.. I will have kids in the future and I would very much hope to be understanding
2. They are kids afterall. Sweet and all... but.... sigh...
Head to train station in which the second tragedy emerge.
clearly, to me,
the yellow arrow OUT lines inked on the floor means that we should allow passengers to alight first
Therefore, as I made sure that no one standing near the approaching train door in which I was rooted, I felt a hard nudge on my arms
an idiot ang moh: "Can't you stay in the queue?"
There is no one standing at the door in the train, henceforth I walked over.
He actually scolded me for not staying in the queue
What is the interpretation of the yellow ink to you in the platform?
he has his interpretation, I have mine. But who are you to lay your fuck1ng hands on me and create a commotion.
I pushed his hands away and ignored him.
My anger totally erupted on me and it robbed away my 1/2 hr train nap
and what is the last incident that mark the closure to this bluey day?
The handle of a coffee plastic bag which I was suppose to pack for my colleague, split on me.
I spilled the cuppa on the floor of the passenger seat
volunteered a $5 tip
Felt extremely shitty.
Thankfully the driver was cool about it.
Had a terrible headache due to lack of sleep and gastric was acting up on me.
took a $20 cab home [I was too tired, don't normally splurge like this]
took a pill
going to turn in soon.
Hope tomorrow would be a sunny day