<strong>FUCK!!!!</strong>
<b>FUCK!!!
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!</b>
just returned to hall. barely 10 seconds after i got out of the car i realised i left my handphone on the dashboard. by the time i spun around my dad was already a good 50 metres away, so i rushed to lee lim’s room to borrow his phone, and called my number, hoping the incessant ringing from my phone would at least hint to my dad that something’s amiss. (couldn’t call dad directly cos his phone died yesterday, and he’s planning to buy another tomorrow. what fucked-up luck.)
nothing happened after a good 10-15 minutes of relentless dialing, by which time i figured he’d already be on the expressway… so here i am in my room.. feeling lost and cut off.
lee lim’s using his phone now and i can’t find a goddamn public phone in this place.. not to mention that i don’t have a phonecard. going home on the first bus tomorrow morning… ie 6am.
<b>FUCK.</b>
Gary @ 30 Mar 2003 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »