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A lesson learnt. Never rush. I did yesterday and i received a pathetic yet painful bump on my forehead. So, i was on my way to Orchard to meet my mom ALONE yesterday and for what seems like, a chaotic 5 mins semi walk, semi run to the bustop. I heard a "plop". Like really as if something dropped into the drain and so much for thinking it was a pamphlet, i dont really care if its a pamphlet though. Duh. LOL. And it awfully turns out to be my wallet. Plus the freaking drain was one and a half INCH taller than me. Yes, What The Heck It Is. And so much for the "Friendly" Singaporeans. Turns out that none offered to help. Psshht. Im not exaggerating but the lid to the drain was freaking heavy and i need serious urgent help to lift it up but again, these "Friendly" Singaporeans just gave me stupid unwanted glares like im some retard that has nothing to do but play around with drains. Hey come on- I could use some helping hands. And it didnt make my when i had to lowered down into the drain and grab my wallet using my toes. To come to think of it again, there MUST be rats and cockroaches in there and these pests have NEVER EVER top my lists. Obviously i had to look downwards to see where my feet is going, that's when my forehead hit the other lid of the drain leaving an obvious blue-black bump. For a moment, i couldnt feel anything because it was freaking, and i say, ABSOFREAKINGLUTELY PAINFUL. Plus i lost a 3 minutes track on where im at, at that moment. I could barely remember anything, and damn.. that was how hard i hit my head on the other lid that is. So i managed to grab a hold of my wallet, so much for thinking that the nightmare is over. I literally died when i came to know that i cant get out of the drain. My arms got all wobbly and i fall right back into the drain again. That's when i feel like screaming. "HELP ME OUT OF HERE YOU STUPID SINGAPOREANS! I NEED HELP AND ALL YOU FREAKS DO IS GIVING ME RETARDED GLARES. NOW HELP ME, AND I SAY NOWWW!" I swear i felt like doing that. I failed getting out of the drain for the second time AGAIN. You have no idea how terrified, panic-striken AND MUCH MUCH MORE UNDESCRIBABLE FEELINGS I have with me at that selfishly horrifying moment. Oh gawsh! Gahh, i dont know. All i wanted was home and to think that im never gonna get out of the drain, and its gonna be my second home is literally giving me heart attacks. To be really honest, it felt like i was back on the Vietnam Trip, where i had to get out of that Chu-Chi tunnel. Oh Gawd. HAHAHAHA. But i did finally get out of there, like duh yeahh. Because if i dont, i wouldnt be sitting here blogging. I would have already be having my breakfast in that drain. HAH! And just if you're wondering, i got out of the drain ALL BY MYSELF. These "Friendly" Singaporeans didnt even bother to help. Im strong. Now BOW TO ME. Mwaha. I repeat, Never Rush Before Its Too Late. Heh. |