2009. A brand new year. A year i thought i would start fresh.
But when my optimistic's gear starts to oil up,
all these streak of bad omen will come swooping down.
LITERALLY!
It began last night, when i was late for something, and i thought i misplaced my phone.
Being my paranoid self, i immediately assumed that it was stolen.
So i scurried through my bag pack without noticing the other valuables in the bag.
I was feeling through the bag, my eyes lingered elsewhere scanning for my Nokia N82,
as usual uttering some vulgarities while I'm at it.
Then came in a huge smash. I looked down, there goes my sacred bottle of Calvin Klein perfume.
Broken into pieces, like my heart....
The liquid fragrance immediately evaporated and i knew no way in hell i could save it.
.....and then my phone starts to vibrate in my bag.
DOWN!
Later, came in the worse of things. I was walking around Clarke Quay with some friends.
My slippers had the sudden tendency to just break free. It broke.
So i ended up wearing really, ugly, wet black shoes, with yellow painted stains on it.
Don't ask why.
Don't ask why.
I received stares and cheap looks from others.
But oh well, who could blame them.
Therefore, i thought the day would end with a sweet bliss.
Nothing worse could happen.
But obviously i thought wrong.
Minding my own business, i was walking to a nearby MacDonald's for breakfast.
So while i was walking, i felt this sudden sharp pain on my head.
It was like a familiar prick from an ex girlfriend's angry nails.
I looked to my right, i saw 2 (fat) girls.
One was giggling, the other was utterly shocked.
I thought they had something to do with it.
But then i heard squawking.
After 2 seconds, it hit me.
A crow came swooping down from the sky, with its razor sharp claws,
grasped onto my scalp and my hair.
So, being shocked, i went, ''Oh..my..fucking..god..'' loudly.
I was then laughed at by four (fat) unknown people.
And i don't get why me, when there were others beside me! WHY!
I felt like i was infected by 1 million and 1 diseases from the crow.
I felt so dirty that i showered for a very long time,
and this is coming from a person that could shower for 'an episode of Friends' long.
and i might have gained a phobia, or two.
So that concludes my unlucky endeavour.
All in a night.
So WHY?! What did i do now! I do not understand.
What magic did i casted wrongly?
Which demon did i fed cow's milk?
Which ladder did i walked under?
What other mirrors did i broke?
Which black cat crossed my way?
Just please, please, leave me and my dark circles alone.