had a bad day
yesterday, i helped a blind man cross the road and brought him to the mrt station. We chatted a little and he asked if i was a christian. Not wanting to go through some evangelical session, i told him "yes i am" (ok i know that i am a religion bitch. i am a christian, catholic, buddhist, mormon watever! -- depending on the situation)man: so which church do u go to?
: (thinks for a while...) St Paul's
man: thats the one at Hougang right?
: Oh yes it is.
man: I go there too. so maybe you have seen me there b4
: no... (oh shit!)
man: I go for the 8.30 service.
: haha, i go for the 11 one, maybe thats why i don see u around.
I've done this St Paul's thing a couple of times, and it has always worked. As in, Christians with evangelical intentions usually stop bothering me. This is the first time i get some one telling me that he goes to that exact same church. Granted that I use to attend the service there, which is why i know a little more to fib along.
To be honest, Saturday was just not my day. First, I took a cab to ballet only have my teacher tell me that since my other 2 partners could not attend rehearsals, we could have cancelled the class. oh, and i didn't have enough money for the cab!! Next, I wanted to go Bugis to have my leotard altered. Went all the way there for discover that the lady was out and the only person around was clueless. Oh i was so sleepy that i fell asleep in the bus and missed my stop. I bought a pair or earrings and misread the price. I ended up paying much more than expected and the whole time, i was feeling so confused and tired to realise what was goin on. I decided that i need to stop at some cafe for coffee and read a book. I walked to TCC only to discover that its closed for renov. I went to the library to look for a book, which can't be found.
Certainly felt like the world was out to get me that day.
At the library, I saw a magazine entitled Men's Fitness (somthing like that). On the cover, it says "10 ways to get a girl into bed, and out of it". Page 30. It was no where to be found. Apparently, someone, some desperate soul has torn out those pages which could be stuck to his bedroom wall. Or, it could be something deserving of censorship so the librarian was compelled to tear it out?
posted by eline @ 11:37 PM
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