Its not my day

Today is seriously not my day.
Although its a Friday.
Although I took 1/2 a day's leave to enjoy my Friday.
It is just... NOT my day.

I jumped out of bed today.
Overslept, and Dad actually very kindly knocked on my door to wake me up.
Thank goodness he did.
Because my darling phone DIED on me.
That is, the batt went totally FLAT, and I was totally handicapped.
Without my phone, I could not tell the time, neither could I wake.
Because my phone is my clock, is my alarm.
That is how pathetic I am.

So I jumped away, pulled whatever was in the wardrobe, dressed and bathed.
My outfit and my bag didn't match. But I couldn't care less.
I had to catch the private bus, so as to not make my day any more worse than it is.

I thought that was that, and my day would proceed on fine.
But boy was I wrong.
Not only did it slide downwards, it so totally crashed and burned.

Reached my office and was busying myself with my phone cable that I brought to the office.
Thought I could charge my phone with the cable that I brought to work....
I spent like 5 whole mins finding the darn USB port on my comp, which was located so bloody strategically at the back of my comp.
Then I had to fiddle with my CPU so as to get the power up.
When I finally got it all up and running and sat down to wait for the phone to just charge it did not.
More fiddling and messing around.
And all I got in return was a massive bump on my head.
All cos I knocked my forehead onto the shelf whilst fiddling with the CPU.
Fuck can.
Its P-A-I-N
And I was left feeling stupid for 1/2 an hour.
No, as in seriously slow and stupid.. that kinda feeling.
Was probably just stoned.
But whatever.
If I suffered that bump and had my phone up and charging, I would not be grumbling as much.
BUT
Not only was it not up and running.
I was left handicapped without a phone today.
Because it could not charge.
And it was like switched off totally flat.
SHIT can.

The rest of the morning was spent in a stupid meeting, which I think is so bloody pointless.
Rushed off after lunch, went to Standard Chartered and got my e-saver up.
So now I have an e-saving account.
Let's just see how much I can save.
Anyhow, whilst in the queue at Stand Chart, I had to meet the freakiest of all freaks (no, it is not the friendster freak).
But anyhow, this guy behind me, was talking nonstop to me about bank tellers, and how he knows all the bank tellers here and bla bla bla.
Excuse me uncle, like I give a damn who these tellers are, and if they are good or not.
Screw it.

I couldn't believe I actually survived half a day without my phone.
I had to meet L-rex in town.
Imagine orcheastrating that meet-up.
So drama.
I was looking for a coin phone in town.
And trust me, it is not easy looking for a coin phone in town.
Really not easy.
I finally found one at Wisma (right near the toilet near Isetan).
Rang up Barbie, and set a very specific place to meet.

Gross I tell you.. to be walking around Orchard without a phone.
Its like, when I suddenly thought of something, and want to contact a friend.
I can't.
Bah.
And I could not tell the time, because I don't have the habit of wearing a watch.
I had to steal glances at other people's wrist just to catch the time.
That is how pathetic I was today.

It was by far the lousiest day.
To think I actually had 1/2 a day's leave alright.
And it was so totally ruined.

Took it all out on L-rex.
And retail therapised myself.

- a notebook from Borders
- Mystery novel from Times
- 43 bloody dollars top from Forever 21
- earrings from Far East
- haircut at Gorgeous (which is seriously not cheap)
- $10 to open the e-saver account.

Darn it.
Shouldn't believe that much in retail therapy.

I think some people are just fucking stupid.
I hate it when old aunties are in a hurry.
Because they are totally moronic.
A stupid lady had to step on my feet twice just to overtake me.
And I so nearly tripped, all because she was in a goddamn rush to get in front of me.
Mind you, I was already rushing forward ok.
I can't help it if the people in front of me are slow.
So I nearly tripped.
I turned around and glared.
So she said sorry.
So fucking what?
Saying sorry for your stupidity gets you nowhere ok?
Assssssss....

Sigh.
L-Rex has shit shifts.
But he is soooo darn sweetly apologetic about it.
Made me feel ultra bad for being so destructive.
Oh wells.

I canot shake off the feeling that the bump on my head is a blood clot and I am going to drop dead.
Please somebody knock some sense in me (not so literally).