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Saturday, March 24, 2007

La vie est Belle <>

The thing about me.

Being the intriguing character I have come to be, I'm absolutely amazed by the kind of things I do. I truly am.

I locked myself out of my room this morning.

Somehow somewhere in the deep deep recesses of my brain, I've become so accustomed to locking my room door whenever I leave the house, that I seem to have developed a natural unconscious reflex this morning.

Was happily having my breakfast and reading my book, with the thought of what a lovely day it was due to the mellow weather. When I'm done and was heading back to my room to continue lazing around, I realised the knob won't turn.

Nevermind, I thought to myself. Cos I've got a spare key hidden somewhere in the house. Muahaha!

But when I tried the key, the door wouldn't open. Why?

BECAUSE IT WAS THE KEY TO THE FRONT DOOR!

ROAR ! ! !

Gosh damn it. Seriously. The keys to the front door and my room, are the same design and colour, with only a different number engraving on it to differentiate it.

*ROAR*

And apparently, I had the wrong one duplicated.

*DOUBLE ROAR*

Just what is wrong with me?

I tried fumbling with the key and knob, hoping that it'll somehow open miraculously, but obviously it didn't. With all my possessions (cash & cell) in the room, I can't even call Sharon or Benny darling for help (not to mention I didn't memorise their 10 digit cell numbers).

My housemate got herself locked out of her room a few months back and she ended up asking her boyfriend to kick the door open.

So I thought of doing the same, but my bones threatened to shatter on me after a few feeble attempts.

Argh. Well at least I get to keep my bond intact.

The next best solution was to call up a locksmith and so off to the yellow pages I go, flipping flipping flipping. I got the number all right, but nobody's home. So I got no phone to borrow. Fantastic.

Waited till one of the housemate woke up (she was nursing a hangover thus didn't hear me knocking on her door). And may the force be with me. Help is finally here!

And so I called the locksmith and gave away 100 bucks just like that.

#$*%(%*@(*$)*%*!%)#

Stupidity can be so expensive.

And did I mention I dumped my lace top into the washing machine today without giving a second thought, and that it's now torn?

Ohh yeah, I did just that.

Am I brilliant or what?

But hey, look on the bright side. At least I started my Saturday in such an interesting way, and you guys get to have a laugh!

All about

: elise :

Jack (or is it Jane?) of all trades,
(almost!)

but Master of none.
(trying to!)

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Yours Truly... Elise Tan