Saturday, May 06, 2006 @11:49 PM
Date: 7th May 2006Mood: annoyed, angry and frustrated Title of post: An unpleasant experience, coupled with feeling lousy about myselfToday started out fine, with me reading the papers and finding out that the PAP won... YAY! However, it took a turn for the worse(more like embarrassment) when I met the police.... My mom needed to go back to the clinic at one of those HDB flats so we had to find a place to park the car, but to our dismay, the carpark was already full and there was not a place left to park our car. Anyway my mom really needed to go to the clinic since they wrote something wrong on the cheque and had to change it, so we didnt have any choice but to park outside. After my mom SWITCHED THE ENGINE OFF, I witnessed a police car pull up in front of us. What do u noe, they waited in the car for 1 whole minute after my mom left, leaving me alone... -_- So I thought I wasnt in trouble until the police finally came out of the car and knocked on my side of the window.
Shocked to see them, I stretched to pull up the main lock at the driver's side, but when I did that, the alarm went off!! 0.0;; I tell u, my face went red with embarrassment and I was already getting annoyed. The police asked me to come out of the car so after figuring how to open my door, I came out. They asked who the driver was and got me to go find my mom, saying that my mom didnt off the engine... LIKE HELLO!! SHE DID!! GRRR! So off I went, with a cross look on my face. What did I look like a terrorist or something? huh? HUH?!
After searching for 2 mins, I finally saw my mom walking back to the car, I ran to her just when she reached the car. Guess what, the police said that the car was obstructing the road and she should not have parked it there, which is true... ... but then they also said that the alarm was really noisy... "what are alarms for anyways?" I was thinking to myself. After all that drama, earning a few stares from by-standers, We hopped back into the car, my mom pretending that nothing happened and me feeling my blood boil under my skin. I can't believe I had to go through all that embarrassment just cuz the car was parked there, that place without a yellow line?(which is actually legal!) Plus there was a car parked there for a longer period of time then us and it went off when we came. UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR!!!!!! Note, I had to bear with all those stares when the police "interrogated" me... GRRR!! I noe the authorities just wanna make sure that everything is in order, but how can they expect me, an innocent teenager, to know the whole road etiquette. I'm not of legal age to drive u noe!!!!!!! Ok, I shan't continue.... If I were the police I would have done the same thing...sigh, I dunnoo.... ehhh, dont sue me please!!! I didnt intend to pin point anything ok... just...ranting.
Now, on to what made me feel lousy about myself...After the incident, I went to dance. I was already feeling irritated and was on the verge of crying. We started the warm-ups, that was alright. Then we had to do this routine where u had to do a split in the air(kinda like that, think jumping over the drain with your right leg in front and left leg behind) I stumbled and I looked like an idiot!! I really don't understand but I just couldnt do it. I was holding everyone up. I felt so humiliated... and to think I'm one of the youngest dancers... that means I should be flexible and good at this kinda stuff... sigh. That's just part 1Part 2 was when we were dancing. I guess I wasn't really in the right mood so I didnt exactly do the dance properly at first. As always, *izmds is the PRO. My dance instructor always ask her to demo for us. To tell you the truth, I'm actually a little jealous of her since she's a wonderful dancer and makes me think that I'm nothing compared to her. She's flawless, unlike me.... grr. Sometimes I wish I could dance as perfectly as her... *sobs* I wasn't surprised when my dance instructor chose her to demo for us again. Yeah yeah she's good. Her dancing technique is fantastic, she's an excellent dancer.... That's why I feel like a baboon when I dance next to her... sighhh. I really feel inferior to her when I see her dance. Sometimes I just wish I could be as flexible, agile and thin as her.... if ony... Sighssss
Yep, all this happened in the morning. Now I'm back at home furiously typing at my keyboard and hoping that this post will appear(I tried to put it up so many times but it just wont let me!!) I better get going. I have yet to complete my homework assignment that is due tomorrow and I got to continue my math revision since I got the test on Tues. There's so much to do, so little time.P.s. *Izmds is not her real nameJojo- a sad and frustrated girl
