Just Not My Day

It really isn't my day today.

Okay. Shall I list down the cruel irony thrown upon me?

Firstly...
I came super early for Cpaka Voices' rehearsals - I searched for them at the vocal room but they weren't there so I just went to assembly with Philip & Farah F.

But Farah D went up to get us & we went to the violin studio, there new hiding place.

So they were there all the time when I was going everywhere, walking my butt off!

Secondly...
So we practiced. It was cool.
Until Ms Ann broke the news that we weren't going to Cheras to perform - meaning, we didn't have a chance to escape our classes - which means, I was very, very screwed since I didn't bring any books except Geo & Maths.

Thirdly...
We went up for the special assembly for Datin's annual surprise party.
I was guessing that one-third of the occupants in the hall were feeling squeamish seeing cake on the stage.

So, dumdedum, we sat at the front row as we're, after all, the performers.
We were also sitting Pn Farah, who happened to turn around & asked me to do a chore of hers - get her a pair of scissors.

As I was stupid & always cannot be able to say the word No, I had to go through the crowded hall lane filled with primary kids & down to the office for that stupid pair of scissors.

With bruised feet after having 7 kids (yes, I counted) step on it.

But I just knew somehow the minute I entered the hall that I was late.

& lo behold! I saw familiar faces all on the hall, performing Eleanor Rigby.

It was brilliant - only that they weren't amplified so they couldn't quite be heard from the back of the hall.

I waited until they sang the Good Ol' Acappella song & crept up on stage.
Embarrassing moment of the week - no, scratch that. Month.

Fourthly...
All true Cempakans know that Datin's very generous when it comes to throwing her surprise bashes so in order to repay our wonderful-ness (if such a word), she gave us free lunch.

Which, you know, is handy & dandy.

Except for the fact that I was fasting.
The world could be so cruel.

Lastly...
The school bell went off & we were already racing our way to the linkbridge.
So as I headed to, erm, somewhere, Melanie told me that there was dirt on my skirt.

Yes.
Happy Birthday.

BWARGH!!!!!
So my efforts of fasting went out the window & I was stuck with a rumbling stomach which could've been filled for FREE!

I'm still stewing over the prospect.
It's so annoying =.="

I shall drown my sorrows in my stories.
Ciao =P