Helping out (Part 1)
Posted by Lim Qian on Monday, October 24, 2011
Please note that this is for the previous day entry. Sorry that I could not be online to enter this entry. *bows
Check! Everything is in my bag! Umbrella, Wallet, Bus card, mobile phone and lastly, keys. Rummage through the pile of laundry laid on my house sofa. Found one of the brown dog-pawed ankle socks and a black version of it. Hmm... Which should I search for next? Black or brown? Just then, a brown sock on the top of the pile caught my eye sight. It was the other one of the ankle sock I was holding on. I threw the black one back in the laundry and worn the pair of brown socks.
Now, time to choose my sneakers. Should I wear the white north star with golden strips at the side, or the blur coloured jeans material with a radio at the side? Thinking of style and design, the blue one wins. But when it comes to the sole of the sneakers, white wins. Thinking of safety first, I worn the white one. After tying a butterfly knot to end the preparation. I took my keys and locked the gate. I then went to the bus stop opposite of my block over an overhead bridge.
Just when my shoes touched the ground from the steps, my bus 969 arrived. I ran to the bus stop immediately and boarded it. After the next stop, a lady sat beside me and when we reached the stop across the Mass Rapid Transport (MRT) station. Another lady sat behind me and the two ladies started to chat loudly. They were friends I supposed by the chat in between. Since I was still sick, I could not stand the over strong perfume, which smelt like a rotten egg being throwed into a bunch of rose. I started to cough non-stop. I wanted to at that moment wished to kill her, but since I couldn't. I squeezed myself into the corner thinking that it is like a boundary, which prevents the smell from entering... Which obviously didn't help at all!!
After a torture of around 20 minutes or so, I reached Chong Pang, I went to the market to meet with my parents.
(wait for the part 2 probably tomorrow? It's quite late now, so sorry could only typed till here!)
Check! Everything is in my bag! Umbrella, Wallet, Bus card, mobile phone and lastly, keys. Rummage through the pile of laundry laid on my house sofa. Found one of the brown dog-pawed ankle socks and a black version of it. Hmm... Which should I search for next? Black or brown? Just then, a brown sock on the top of the pile caught my eye sight. It was the other one of the ankle sock I was holding on. I threw the black one back in the laundry and worn the pair of brown socks.
Now, time to choose my sneakers. Should I wear the white north star with golden strips at the side, or the blur coloured jeans material with a radio at the side? Thinking of style and design, the blue one wins. But when it comes to the sole of the sneakers, white wins. Thinking of safety first, I worn the white one. After tying a butterfly knot to end the preparation. I took my keys and locked the gate. I then went to the bus stop opposite of my block over an overhead bridge.
Just when my shoes touched the ground from the steps, my bus 969 arrived. I ran to the bus stop immediately and boarded it. After the next stop, a lady sat beside me and when we reached the stop across the Mass Rapid Transport (MRT) station. Another lady sat behind me and the two ladies started to chat loudly. They were friends I supposed by the chat in between. Since I was still sick, I could not stand the over strong perfume, which smelt like a rotten egg being throwed into a bunch of rose. I started to cough non-stop. I wanted to at that moment wished to kill her, but since I couldn't. I squeezed myself into the corner thinking that it is like a boundary, which prevents the smell from entering... Which obviously didn't help at all!!
After a torture of around 20 minutes or so, I reached Chong Pang, I went to the market to meet with my parents.
(wait for the part 2 probably tomorrow? It's quite late now, so sorry could only typed till here!)
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