Second thoughts

Allow me to rant as much as i can before i’m going to bed @10.30pm.

First day of school has drained all my remaining energy dry.

SUPER UNLUCKY T.O.D.A.Y

First day of school on tuesday for me, one should be feeling excited for school.

End at 7pm today, bus stop was so so so so packed like hell, i missed the 1st bus.

Well, second one came after like say 15minutes, board it, packed, had to stand in the damn bus.

Retarded bus driver jolted lots of times and

i flew to the side, knocked on the person beside me, stepped on his shoe. Embarrassed enough right?

That isn’t it,

I DON’T KNOW WHY, SOMEHOW AFTER I FLEW TO THE SIDE, MY WATER BOTTLE IN MY BAG STARTED TO LEAK WATER. So many eyes were staring hard at me, i had to………………………..

1.hold onto the railing while

2.preventing more water to leak while

3.balancing myself properly.

CB, I WAS SO MAD EMBARRASSED I HAD TO GET DOWN UPON REACHING THE NEAREST BUS STOP.

WORST STILL, MY NEWLY BOUGHT TEXTBOOK, WHICH I HAD TO USE FOR THE NEXT 6MONTHS, THE BACK COVER IS DRENCHED. THE BACK COVER CAME OUT.

I JUST BOUGHT TODAY CAN!

Next, marketing. WTF IS MARKETING!?!!!!! I WANT TO DROP MARKETING!

ENDING SCHOOL AT 7PM AGAIN TOMORROW. NB.

I’M PISSED, EXHAUSTED, SAD.

I once told my mom; Mummy, “my friend(me)” get results next year, wanted to change to some other course better, but will be wasting one more year, you think good?”

Mom: “OH, so meaning your friend will be studying for 4years in poly instead of 3years? Can like that one ah?”

Me: “GOT MONEY CAN ALREADY.”

She told my dad the “friend” i was referring was actually me behind my back, but i managed to eavesdrop.

Second thoughts are never easy.