Dad called ,requesting me to help him collect something for him from his workplace at Lucky Plaza. Orchard, a place i've nvr fancied ever.

it was one of my early dismissal day from school, it was drizzling and i was thinking of relaxing at home with new moon on my bed. But i knew i had to help dad, he wouldnt ask me if it hadn't been an urgent case.

Relunctantly, i took 69 from tampines back to bedok & 7 to orchard again. I tried to recalled the exact bus route for no.7,a familiar trip to work during my holidays. Even with that, i still alighted at the wrong bus stop, exceeding the right one by two.

It had been a 1&1/2 hr ride and yet i still got the place wrongly. Frustration within me was starting to leak.After checking the bus directory board, i realised i only got bus36 to take in order to return back to the right track towards my destination.

Minutes ticked by, & the bus didnt seem to be coming. I was losing my patience. I couldn't sit still. Dad wanted to me to be there at 730pm, but it was already 726pm, yet the bus was still nowhere insight.



Who was suffering?

Boyfriend.

He accompanied me all the way from tampines, without a word of complaint, no whinings, nothing. But there i was, at the busstop, isolating myself from everyone, including him. I didn't like talking to anyone when i'm frustrated(which at tht very point, i was)So i blast the music in my mp3 loudly to distract myself from feeling worse. at the same time i strained my neck towards the right trying to catch a glimpse of the arriving bus. NO 36. No 36. no 36. I sweared in my thoughts.

Just as my patience was running low, the bus arrived.

I was much want to give a swing at the busdriver if i could.damnit, can't you fucking drive faster.

Forget it. I tried to calm my nerves. Before i boarded the bus, i counted the number of stops i needed to take twice such that i'll not make the same mistake again. I won't allow myself to anyway.

The 3 stops were unbearable, i needed more speed. i was running late, very late. I wish i could take over the wheels.

Finally, i alighted at my assumed-designated-stop. Turned, look around.

F.u.c.k. I'm wrong again. Wtf was wrong with my sense of direction? I knew i was lousy at it, but not this bad. By this time, i couldn't hold back myself anymore. I swear between every line,whether neccessary or not. Boy friend couldn't do much to calm me down.

It's too late. I've became the side i detest the most.

he tried grabbing my hand, attempting to keep me close to him.to no avail

I don't need anyone anymore.i walked on my own,clearly neglecting the presence of my boyfriend who was trying to catch up from behind.My face was expressionless.eyes looking straight ignoring any accidental eye contact with any strangers.i gained speed and walked towards the direction of my destination. i didnt bother to shun anyone and ended up with many collisions with passerbys. i didnt care.my feet was actually hurting from the walking but i didnt let it bother me. i have to reach there fast, i'm late. Dad will be disappointed.

tht was all i cared.

I walked with full speed & confidence,thinking that i'm heading the right way.

Until i saw "Far East Plaza", even with my poor sense of direction, i knew for sure. i headed the opposite direction, the wrong direction for so so long. Nabei nabei nabei nabei

I felt super mad at myself, super useless. I cannot understand why i was so stressed up. i dno where the pressure came from. nobody was rushing me. i was just affecting myself with the ticking time. nobody blamed me at all.

Finally, as i've expected, i broke down. I knew it's just a matter of time. This is not the first time it's happening to me. It's bizarre.It just keep repeating.

getting stressed up over nothing

losing control

breaking down

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Dad called ,requesting me to help him collect something for him from his workplace at Lucky Plaza. Orchard, a place i've nvr fancied ever.

it was one of my early dismissal day from school, it was drizzling and i was thinking of relaxing at home with new moon on my bed. But i knew i had to help dad, he wouldnt ask me if it hadn't been an urgent case.

Relunctantly, i took 69 from tampines back to bedok & 7 to orchard again. I tried to recalled the exact bus route for no.7,a familiar trip to work during my holidays. Even with that, i still alighted at the wrong bus stop, exceeding the right one by two.

It had been a 1&1/2 hr ride and yet i still got the place wrongly. Frustration within me was starting to leak.After checking the bus directory board, i realised i only got bus36 to take in order to return back to the right track towards my destination.

Minutes ticked by, & the bus didnt seem to be coming. I was losing my patience. I couldn't sit still. Dad wanted to me to be there at 730pm, but it was already 726pm, yet the bus was still nowhere insight.



Who was suffering?

Boyfriend.

He accompanied me all the way from tampines, without a word of complaint, no whinings, nothing. But there i was, at the busstop, isolating myself from everyone, including him. I didn't like talking to anyone when i'm frustrated(which at tht very point, i was)So i blast the music in my mp3 loudly to distract myself from feeling worse. at the same time i strained my neck towards the right trying to catch a glimpse of the arriving bus. NO 36. No 36. no 36. I sweared in my thoughts.

Just as my patience was running low, the bus arrived.

I was much want to give a swing at the busdriver if i could.damnit, can't you fucking drive faster.

Forget it. I tried to calm my nerves. Before i boarded the bus, i counted the number of stops i needed to take twice such that i'll not make the same mistake again. I won't allow myself to anyway.

The 3 stops were unbearable, i needed more speed. i was running late, very late. I wish i could take over the wheels.

Finally, i alighted at my assumed-designated-stop. Turned, look around.

F.u.c.k. I'm wrong again. Wtf was wrong with my sense of direction? I knew i was lousy at it, but not this bad. By this time, i couldn't hold back myself anymore. I swear between every line,whether neccessary or not. Boy friend couldn't do much to calm me down.

It's too late. I've became the side i detest the most.

he tried grabbing my hand, attempting to keep me close to him.to no avail

I don't need anyone anymore.i walked on my own,clearly neglecting the presence of my boyfriend who was trying to catch up from behind.My face was expressionless.eyes looking straight ignoring any accidental eye contact with any strangers.i gained speed and walked towards the direction of my destination. i didnt bother to shun anyone and ended up with many collisions with passerbys. i didnt care.my feet was actually hurting from the walking but i didnt let it bother me. i have to reach there fast, i'm late. Dad will be disappointed.

tht was all i cared.

I walked with full speed & confidence,thinking that i'm heading the right way.

Until i saw "Far East Plaza", even with my poor sense of direction, i knew for sure. i headed the opposite direction, the wrong direction for so so long. Nabei nabei nabei nabei

I felt super mad at myself, super useless. I cannot understand why i was so stressed up. i dno where the pressure came from. nobody was rushing me. i was just affecting myself with the ticking time. nobody blamed me at all.

Finally, as i've expected, i broke down. I knew it's just a matter of time. This is not the first time it's happening to me. It's bizarre.It just keep repeating.

getting stressed up over nothing

losing control

breaking down