You set your alarm exactly 6:55 am the following day. Beep….beep…..
You reach over it. Half-awake under your warm blanket. You catch it and
unfortunately you throw it somewhere. You realize later through your
neighbor’s radio that it’s exactly 1 hour 5 minute since you throw your
phone in a bucket full of water. Too unfortunate. You kick your blankets
out to the floor and you follow them as you jump out of the bed
searching for your phone which has been drowning for the last 1 plus
hours. As you hurriedly search for your phone, you unfortunately kick
the bucket full of water. It all pours on the ground and wets your
blankets…. ’damn! What the hell is happening today?’ You yell. Your
phone is already dead over your blanket. You leave your blanket hanging
on the lines outside. Off to start business of the day.
You are getting late. You are at the bus stop. A lady seats next to you with her innocent baby girl. A little angel. She excused herself. You humbly accepted and she handed the little angel to you so that she can search her fare. You know women and the stuffs…. You start playing with it. You journey is over. You hand over the child to her mum as you praise her little angel. Tooo bad! It peed over your white suit! And you are like ….f**k little stupid idiot! You are phoneless. You are dirty. To make the matter worse, you are already late. You feel like quitting and call the day off.
All your colleges sucks. They are all making fun of you. Everybody is messing around you and with you. They all look stupid. Embarrassing. Humiliating. You are taking your lunch. Out of nowhere a gentleman stumbled over your table. Your tea is penetrating over your white suit. You fly over to the guy and before you lay your hands on him, you are taken out. As you went back, you meet your crash. As you pass each other, within the corners of your eyes, you observe the disgusting look she had given you. And you filled the gap with an appropriate answer….. it’s over.
Thanks. It’s finally 5:00 o’clock. Back home. On your way, the rain starts. Too unfortunate your blankets are on the hanging line. Remember? As you reach home, wet, embarrassed and tired, the rain stops. Your blankets are all wet. All right. You will spend the night over your sofa set. Knock knock….knock knock… you have a visitor. Surprise! Its your girlfriend. you are cooking rice for both of you. It’s half cooked. The gas has finally dried… and you realize, it just wasn’t your day. It’s a bad day. Thanks God its over.
You are getting late. You are at the bus stop. A lady seats next to you with her innocent baby girl. A little angel. She excused herself. You humbly accepted and she handed the little angel to you so that she can search her fare. You know women and the stuffs…. You start playing with it. You journey is over. You hand over the child to her mum as you praise her little angel. Tooo bad! It peed over your white suit! And you are like ….f**k little stupid idiot! You are phoneless. You are dirty. To make the matter worse, you are already late. You feel like quitting and call the day off.
All your colleges sucks. They are all making fun of you. Everybody is messing around you and with you. They all look stupid. Embarrassing. Humiliating. You are taking your lunch. Out of nowhere a gentleman stumbled over your table. Your tea is penetrating over your white suit. You fly over to the guy and before you lay your hands on him, you are taken out. As you went back, you meet your crash. As you pass each other, within the corners of your eyes, you observe the disgusting look she had given you. And you filled the gap with an appropriate answer….. it’s over.
Thanks. It’s finally 5:00 o’clock. Back home. On your way, the rain starts. Too unfortunate your blankets are on the hanging line. Remember? As you reach home, wet, embarrassed and tired, the rain stops. Your blankets are all wet. All right. You will spend the night over your sofa set. Knock knock….knock knock… you have a visitor. Surprise! Its your girlfriend. you are cooking rice for both of you. It’s half cooked. The gas has finally dried… and you realize, it just wasn’t your day. It’s a bad day. Thanks God its over.
