The Girl with the Goalden Boot

Thursday, June 12, 2003

 

Things just can't get any worse than this. And it's not even Friday the 13th yet.

Well, as usual, I'm sleep-deprived and malnourished and stressed about school. Add this to...

I was rushing to finish all my microbiology reports and stuff to hand in this morning at 9am, only to find that it's due tomorrow. I stayed up till 5am doing it! And that left me with little time to study for my anatomy test today (it's really hard to memorise all the structures in such little time). So I got to the station 9min before the express train came, and ah-ha! Thought I was so smart I chose the express train, only to find it had to stop in the middle of the journey (you see, my express train takes me to my stop straight away, skipping every other station), because ONE person in the entire 8 carriages of the train was ill, and the train stopped to wait for the ambulance. Only 15min later did someone announce the train will terminate and passengers are advised to go to another platform. Then there was a mad rush to dash to the next platform to take the next train to Central. Imagine passengers from 2 trains squeezing into 1 in peak hour...worse than Tsim Sa Tsui I tell you! And I couldn't study on the train. Because of the 15min delay I had to sprint from Central station to the bus stop, and dammit my calf muscles were cramping up (imagine sprinting 500m carrying 2 textbooks on your back, with no food since 9pm the night before and no sleep).

Then everything went alright...I guess...until 11:30am, when microbiology lab finished extra early, I decided to sit under the sun to study for the anatomy test in the afternoon. I reached in my bag...only to find that...........MY OAKLEYS ARE GONE!!!!!!!!!!!! SHIT!!!!!!!!!! I was panicking, I tipped everything out of my bag, I retraced my footsteps, I asked my classmates, I asked my tutor.....NO WHERE TO BE FOUND! At this stage I was almost crying. I mean it. These shades mean so much to me. Not just the money or the brand or the look of them, it's the story behind them. I was half-hoping I left them at home or dropped them in mum's car this morning.

So for the next several hours until 2:30pm I had to study and worry simultaneously. I tried calling home, but mum had left for work already. I was still half hoping my shades were really at home only. The studying didn't go so well, and I couldn't recall half the stuff I studied while doing the test. I hopped on the next bus (without really joining the queue) to rush home as quickly as I could. On the way, I had to go to Body Shop for tea tree oil, and it was out of stock! ^&(&(*&^^*(* I ended up having to buy the more expensive and less effective blemish stick.....I need the tea tree oil so badly, especially since I don't rest or eat enough and have been stressed in the past few weeks. Very bad outbreak. :T

Eventually I got home, and ran to my room to check my drawer....SHIT! They're really gone! GONE!!!!!! Oh my God!!!!!!!!! I again retraced my footsteps, but found nothing. Then I called my dad at work, and he didn't see anything. Then I called my mum, and she said they're weren't in the car, and she knew it was "the nice pair" too.....you see, I rarely call my parents at work. I was getting desperate. I'm still distraught and unsettled even as I blog. I know no one would be nice enough to hand them up to lost property. Now, if I catch that asshole who's wearing the one and only pair of crystal-blue-titanium-clear-lens-Oakley Four shades in Sydney....................

I can't keep my mind off my missing sunglasses. They are so precious to me. My baby. He was only 4 months old. I cleaned him whenever I saw the slightest smudge on the lenses. I took him wherever I went. I feel as if I had a miscarriage, or had my baby kidnapped.....

Not many people understand how precious my shades were, except the two people who were with me looking for the shades in every store, cross-Pacific.

And once again, they will be up on my Wishlist.

Lola Nadal 7:07 PM