Rockbottom

You know what they say about how everyone has a period in their lives when all the things just go wrong?
I thought mine happened when I was in sec 3.
I think Lady Misfortune decided to visit me again just when my usual star Lady Luck went on leave.

I went to ICA today to collect my student pass.
I was to go before 12.30pm and just take and leave.
But somehow, once in a million years, they decide to forget to process all our student passes applications that week.
So around, say, a hundred foreign students (read: mostly from China) was told to wait 1 hour after lining up to reprocess the pass.
I waited for a damn 3 hours before I got my pass and that's because I didn't sit and wait til they call my number but approached a staff with my cross-me-and-die face and asked her to check it for me.

Now I realised I should've waited because after I left the building and walking towards the MRT,
I saw the man who contributed 12 pairs of chromosomes to me carrying a large bag of stuff and walking and chatting happily with a supposed china woman.
We actually had eye contact and he didnt recognise me.

Thank whoever is up there that I've changed so much for the past 4 years that my own father didnt recognise me.

When you think life is a bitch, she gives birth to puppies.

In fact I'm feeling very happy with myself right now because I know I've hit rock bottom and nothing could hurt me anymore.

But like what Neil Gaiman wrote, if there's one thing history had taught us, it'd be that things could always get worse.

I shall bless myself.