Atmosphere of incense
Today turned out to be worst than I thought. It's as though I've been really affected by the inauspicious hours of the lunar 7th month. Also known as the Chinese Hungry Ghost festivals.
Sigh. What's worst than having to realise how unblissed upon an utterly-shocking discovery about my drenched and smeared tailsman. Sigh. No one to be blame other than myself. I can't imagine I've been so uselessly careless. Even ah-ma didn't checked the pockets for anything before rinsing my G-star jeans into the pain of water. Sigh. The Gods are going to curse or scold at me..
I guess "Murphy's law" best applied to make my day at work just as worse too.. *sniff sniff*
I've spent the entire day trying to balance my financial statements. Oh no.. even my manager fumed up when I approach her after I find that I had no other choice. Turns out, it's all because of silly carelessness.
I woke up early to jog against the windy weather.. sigh. Perhaps I'm getting tired with this frenzy bad luck befalling upon me. Supposed the more brilliant thing I did was to decide not to go to campus as I was really demoralised, mentally exhausted and disheartened.
The only thing keeping me going was repeating Jay Chou's latest movie theme and having listened to my favourite Frederick Chopin's piece.
Poor me.. *sob sob*
Monday, August 13, 2007
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