Thursday, October 12, 2006
few things piss me off bad. and even fewer things keep me pissed for more than a bit. which is good :)anyway, so here's what happened that got me real peeved. one of my tuition girls called to cancel tuition on me 20 mins before we were suppose to meet and i was really mad coz i was already 3/4ers of the way there (and it was not the first time this has happened). and i was pissed coz i had prioritized them over going for my the first half of the honours thesis presentations in school. knew my body would only hold up for one coz i was still feverish and groggy and all and i thought tt with their Os being so near, i shdn't cancel on them. so i was mighty mad when she called to say she had to finish her art work. (which by the way, is also not the first time this has happened). so after i'd gotten off the train at redhill to head home, i crafted a looong sms telling them off and why i was peeved. said tt over and above wasting my time, i was appalled that i seem to take their exams more seriously than both of them do combined.anyway, by the time i'd gotten home, i wasn't pissed anymore coz i don't stay pissed for long and things blow over pretty quick with me once i've gotten it out of my system. so i headed to the ramadan pasar malam to buy roti jala coz i knew that wld definitely cheer me up. but all the stalls had sold out their roti jala! boo. so thot i'd settle with an egyptian chicken sandwich thing. but just as it was finally my turn to place my order, they said they were out of chicken! ack. so i grunted. haha literally. not within earshot of the lady lah...just to myself as i was walking off. heh felt like one of those days where whatever cld go wrong just would. haha but then as i was leaving, i found one tiny stall with 2 packets of roti jala left! haha which made all things well again :) anyway, so came home and complained to my parents over dinner abt my tuition kids. then i heard my phone a-ringing in my room so i rushed to pick it up. and it was the other girl's father calling to apologize and i was pretty surprised. said his daughter had a terrible bout of diahorrea and i began feeling kinda bad...so i spoke to her and asked her if she got my sms and she said no...then i went to my hp inbox, and realized tt the looong and rather scathing sms didn't get sent after all! haha which i was glad for at the end of the day i guess. heh so even if i fail to be slow to speak and quick to listen, God steps in to intervene eh? so i concede that He knows best. in fact, i might just meet my target of finishing all my structured family therapy readings tonite so i can start writing my paper tmr. :)
