JANUARY THE TWENTY-SECOND. i will remember this day as one of the UNLUCKIEST DAYS OF MY LIFE. EVER. ALL SIXTEEN YEARS OF IT. today was the day when my guardian angel went for a holiday and left me to my own devices. a total of FOUR incidents happened to me today that were REALLY unlucky. let me illustrate to you each one of them.

1. I got Robbed of Three Dollars by the Western Food Uncle in Canteen A: It was Lunch hour for everyone. the entire canteen was swarming with hungry tired students wither sitting down at their tables or in the extremely long queues. typical. after much difficulty, allister, marcus and i finally found a table which is not occupied by bags and water bottles or worse, humans. so marcus and allister went for food first as it was my turn to sit there to guard our table against thick-skinned students who can just plop down at any moment. marcus came back early and i went off toward he western stall, thinking i would try sumthing from there today. the chicken cutlet to be exact. so i joined the queue and ordered food and then went to another REALLY LONG queue that stretches across half the canteen to collect and pay for my food. that was fine. it was rather windy then. not to mention noisy with all the "exciting" chitchat of students. it was finally my turn. i collected my meal and took out 5.70 to pay. it costed 2.70. then the problem starts. i gave that bespectacled bastard the money and he threw it down and proclaimed, "NEXT!". then people behind me were shouting their orders to him and he went around gathering the food. so in the midst of all the chaos, i took ketchup, chilli fork and knive and left hurriedly, anxious to get out of that place. as such, you might have noticed, i left three bucks in that cute little shiny bowl of notes and coins right under that slut's nose. worse of all, i din even realize it untill i went back to the school's supermart where i took out my wallet to pay for maltesers. btw, its sorta like a habit for us to visit that supermart EVERY day after lunch. so there i go cursing and swearing. all the way up to the fifth floor where the virus lab is situated. this leads to event #2
2. Meeting Room Locked: near the lift lobby on the fifth floor, there is a door right next to the water cooler which very few people take notice of. that room is our meeting room, specially booked for us for 2 months. so the three of us went there with our snacks in hand, hoping we can get to that really really cold room and hibernate with our candy and snacks. whilst waiting for the western blot to finish and for our mentor to return. so. allister puts his hand on the handle, pushes it down and tries to open the door. "THUD" the door remained shut. IT WAS LOCKED. apparently, the only person who had the key remembered to lock it on thursday before the weekends. so no matter, off we went to the third floor to look for him, saying that thank heavens we had access to the third floor labs as well. so when we got out of the lift, we saw david chee walking in from the linkway. so we had a little chit chat and learnt that the person with the key apparently injred himself and rendered himself incapable to being present. so basically, we are LOCKED out. and so i was really upset by then. complaining nonstop as that will mean that we haf to go back to the office and listen to ppl toking and trying not to laugh. so after trying to call him, he din pick up, we went disheartened to the fourth floor linkway where it is not BSL2 and u can eat there and all. so we just sat that and toked about our sec skls and all the stupid ppl in there. so at 2.30, we went back to the lab. the western blot is LONG done and our mentor is prob back from lunch. and so we carried out our experiments and wad not untill she said that we are free to go. that leads to event #3
3. Bus Broke Down: after visiting the washroom (all part of our routine), we met our mentor and asked her when we need to report tml. she suggested that we dun come but we insisted coz we din wanna go to skl. so after she told us the time, i have forgotten all about the above 2 events as i was so excited that we ended early and tml should be a short day. so whilst we all went down and walked to the bus stop, marcus HAD to remind me that i was having a really rough day with the western robber and my stupidity and the locked meeting room which somehow seemed to be my fault according to us. and so i grumbled all the way to the bus stop. the bus comes really frequently and so we were flagging for it in no time. the the excitement starts. once the three of us are an board and tapped our EZ links, the bus IMMEDIATELY gave a SERIOUSLY VIOLET jerk and i fell onto allister. thank god he was there if not i would haf fell on the floor. oh yeah..the jerk came with an almighty BANG. and the WHOLE bus looked to the front. awkward. period. next, the weird bus driver went to check that everyone was fine and then he prepared to set off. then he decided to check wad is the matter. so he went down and we went to the upper gallery and sat down at the end of the bus. so after a few failed attempts to set off and even moved DOWN the slope we were on, the next bus arrived and the uncle went to haf a little chitchat with the other uncle. so after their chat, everyone was alighting and we had to alight too. the other bus DROVE off without us. so we were the last ones to get off and the uncles was already printing compimentary tickets. as seen below
4. I nearly Fell Down beside the Curb: so what happened was that i was resigned to my fate as having a really bad luck day. and we were all waiting like loonies with a busload of ppl in one bus stop waiting for the uncle to hand out the tickets and for the next bus to arrive. and arrive it did. the whole group of people were surging onto the first bus that they failed to notice a second bus behind excluding the smaller grp of ppl at the back with us. so we walked to the later bus. on the way there, i tripped on NOTHING and almost fell down next to the curb. and i was like... THATS IT. i am totally having the WORST day of my LIFE. the most UNLUICKIEST SHITTY DAY. so what we said on our bus trip to boon lay is like..this would not have happened if we took the later bus and came down later. and we were still recounting on all the events that happened to me today. first the slutty thieve who stole 3 bucks, then the locked room, then the bus which broke down and finally me almost falling down. and whilst we were toking, the bus jerked again and i was like...please god..NO...and thank goodness..we were just experiencing a change in direction and were not going to bang into a tree which just so happens to be there when i saw it. oh yeah..david took the same bus as us...so we were toking all the way. yeap.

ok..that is the most unlucky things that happened to me. excluding the fact that it rained for a few seconds when i got out of the bus not when i was walking in shelter and also another few seconds when i was waiting in the train. wad is THAT supposed to mean...haiz...so that was my day...ending with me almost missing my stop sleeping if not for marcus waking me up...and david too.. please god...dun let there be any repeats of today.. PLEASE...thankyou