Hah! These past few days, I'm super uber unlucky!
First, was me being late for school for 2 days straight & the other was choosing the wrong day for a jog. But, honestly, it's not me being unlucky, it's the choice that I've made. But, me being late for school was just simply unlucky!

Okay, this is what had happened. I must say that the first time for being late was mainly my fault. That I wont deny. I was lying on my bed and I wasnt willing to move my ass. Damn shagged! So you should get the picture now. BUT! the next day, I woke up extremely early(early by 10mins, does that count? :D), prepared everything much earlier than usual(well, to me, it is.), however, I stood at the busstop like some idiot, waiting for almost 10mins(well, you should know that when I say that, the next bus should come much earlier that 10mins right?) and for that 10mins, I've took out my cell phone for countless of times, looking at the time passing by.
Okay, so the bus finally arrived, but, when I was going up this overhead-bridge, the 859 bus just left. Urgh! How unlucky is that, huhhhhh?! Anyway, obviously I stood there, waiting for the next 859, hoping that it comes earlier. And you know how untrustable that new device that was built in busstops was? "859 Arr", minutes later, "859 07(mins)" but no bus! Man, knowing that I'm on the verge of getting late once again, I was so happy when it says 859 is arriving, (I knew it was untrustable long ago, but it does give a rough estimation). BUT! It cheated my feelings! I was standing there, holding on to my wallet, getting ready to lift up my hand(I dont want history to repeat itself. Read my previous posts if you have no idea of what I'm saying.), when it flashed 7 minutes to 859's arrival. [-.-] + [>.<] yeah, that's the combination of my expression at that very moment. I'm definately late already. But, I still had hopes in myself. Upon arriving at my destination, I kept my ipod, and ran towards the gate as fast as I could. OBVIOUSLY, the bell rang lah. Okay, what I'm about to say now is gonna prove how unlucky I really am. The bell rang when I was about to turn into the school. Just a few centimetres to my turning, and it rang, IT RANGGG! I'm not trying to exaggerate my way through, alright? It's the fact, and it's probably much more amazing if I'm saying this in person. So, okay, the late comers had to stand outside the gate till the national anthem was over, right? And you know what, I was the first in that row. Okay, usually being first is superbly glamourous, BUT, this is not at all glamourous at all lah!

Urgh, I guess this post is gonna be a very long one. Or probably not. I don't know.

Okay, I've made a wrong choice actually. When I came home, I wanted to go for a run cause I couldnt stand my unhealthiness. But, the sky was full of grey clouds, still, I insisted on going for a short run. My auntie and I went down and off the to canal, and on the way there, I already felt the rain drops. Still, we insisted on going. So, I jogged while my auntie walked. Jogged for a few minutes, it started to dizzle. But, I continued, so it just got heavier and heavier and HEAVIER! It was pouring within the next few minutes. I seeked shelter when, from a distant, I saw my auntie with her red umbrella walking. So I ran in the rain. It was really nice though. If it wasnt because of the rain being so acidic, I wouldnt mind getting drenched from head to toe. I love the rain, but I love my hair more. :D Yeah. But, the next day, I came home at approximately 6pm and the weather was so nice! But, it was too late for a run. So, what a waste man! I know, you're gonna say like "you cant predict what's gonna happen tomorrow what" I know, but... Ahhh, whatever you wanna think lah! :D

Yeah, so that's all for now.

Sayonara`
Jol!