Anyways. So I decided to take 67 home cos I was too lazy to trek another half hour home. Bad choice. My sis called while the bus arrived, I was fumbling with my purse and juggling my phone cos my Ez-link card was empty, and the moment I boarded the bus, I almost rammed the bus driver headfirst. So I kicked the metal partition hard, dropped my coins into the slot, and stumbled towards the railing and nursed my wounded pride and throbbing toe and pink phone.
The gang of bengs there sniggered. One nice beng said "Ay other people fall down you still laugh!" to his laughing friend. Well.
Then I reached the void deck and realised that the lift was jammed, the other lift was on the 11th floor, and I had to climb 12 flights of stairs to get home. But thank God, someone took the lift down from the 11th floor whee~!~!~!~!
The verdict: I broke my toenail. How to go to school tomorrow???????































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