it all started the moment I stepped into the land of ‘bisa’, client had forgotten to arrange transportation for my crew and all my equipments hence I had to run around the airport looking for transportation that can fit all my crew and equipments.
came back to homeland on Thursday and found out that mummy dearest was injured with a disjointed ankle and torn ligament. worry to the max that my mind was wandering everywhere, anywhere during my cab ride home and was trying to hold back my tears so badly (didn’t want to scare the poor cab driver)...
was trying to unpack my luggage after reaching home and making sure mummy was tugged into bed, then to realize that my luggage was all wet. seriously no idea why was it all wet internally... my towel, clothes and sandals, all freaking wet. till the moment I unpacked my toiletries, the whole damn new bottle of RM150 toner was empty! there wasn’t any crack on the bottle, no leakage from the spray head... so how the hell did the whole bottle spilt? until today, the mystery remains and I had to fork out another RM150 again :(
couldn’t stand the heat with my thick hair hanging around my neck area, so decided to head to my usual salon to meet up with my long trusted hairstylist. and only to realize that the last time I stepped into this salon was more than 3 months back and he had resigned 2 months ago. damn it! no choice but to entrust another hairstylist and now she has turned me into a fat version of Chibi Maruko Chan... damn you, fucker stylist!
this morning, drove up to Ipoh to pick up my 3rd aunt down to KL to help us to take care of mummy while we all working. dropped by at godparents’ place to visit godmum who has hurt her back recently. when it was time to leave back to KL, my hero of the day (wira) just refused to start. Great... just great... on a Sunday when all mechanics are not working. godbro drove around the area and to find a random mechanic to check and that idiot started to dismantle parts by parts and claiming that my hero engine died-ed. daddy quickly gave his buddy mechanic a call and seek for advices while godbro trying to call help from his friends. finally, a real hero (godbro’s mechanic) came to rescue... fixed the problem and then it leaded to another problem... the stupid aircon is now not working! godbro has to drove my hero of the day to the workshop to get the aircon fix. A supposingly 5 hours day trip to Ipoh ended up as a 12 hours full day trip...
please... I really can’t take any misfortune anymore... Not now, not this month at least... my capacity is max full... I can’t handle anymore, no more, not anymore... shoosh... away you go misfortune... stay away from me... far far away from me...