| Tuesday, March 14, 2006 |
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the most embarassing thing in my 16years of life happened today. i was tryin to be smart and decided to rush for the train which doors were already closing. yep. i tried to stop in with my hands. and guess what? the doors decided to trap my bag and i was seen like an idiot trying to yank my bag out. i swear it was super unglam. so i was yanking my paper bag out and the next best thing happened to me. my handphone fell out and dropped onto the train tracks!! yeah. so i had to go all the way down to the control station and get the officers to fish my phone out for me. the worse thing was three of the officers had to go up to the platform with their walkie-talkies just to fish the phone up for me. everyone at the platform was wondering what went wrong and all of them were like peering down at the train tracks to see what happened. So, when one of the officers fished the phone up for me, everyone was like staring at me. i swear, that is the most embarassing moment ever!!!! i'll so never ever run after a train again. and i believe it happened because of my dream. i swear having mr singh in your dream is a bad omen. It's the second time in the past month that i had him in my dreams. the first time, he was a terrorist which blew up the bus that hsien den n me were on. i screwed something important i had to do that morning. yesterday night, i dreamt of him giving me and hsien literature remedial in the student centre. he was humming away and i asked him to shut up. then, he started singing huang hun by zhou chuan xiong, like super duper loud and in perfect pronounciation. it was so loud that the fake walls of the student centre were like vibrating and at the doors there were like loads of people peeping in, of the many people i recognized mr faizal, mr choo and the sri lanka office auntie. enough about my dream. working tomorrow at isetan orchard. bless my poor feet. |