A BAD DAY. SERIOUSLY.

already had a tiring, not fruitful afternoon at causeway bay. got elbow-ed by many hongkongers, got tsk by many shopkeepers for not being able to speak cantonese.

got home. felt really sick. need to eat medicine.

so, i went down for dinner. then i realised, i don't understand a single word they scribbled on the board. and i think some of them are not even chinese characters. cantonese maybe? so i decided to have 'gui ling gao' instead.

no, i know that's not a proper dinner. but that's the only thing i know how to read. then at least i know what i am eating. can't expect me to order sth i don't know how to read and later they serve me frogs right?

so, while eating my gui ling gao, i was planning of buying laundry bag and prunes and some food home. once i walked out of the herbal shop, damn, it started to rain. no big deal right? got umbrella with me what.

NO. it is no big deal to me when i'm in singapore. but then, BIG DEAL. MY LAUNDRY WERE STILL HANGING OUTSIDE MY HOUSE.

hell, i ran up the slopes, ran and ran. AND REALISED I WAS RUNNING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION.

nice one. like some typical scene in the Mr Bean movie.

so i U-turned. ran those dumb slopes again like a fool.

once i reached the security entrance of my apartment, it stopped raining.

WTF?

i'm angry now. really.