A Problem I Encountered And Managed to Solve
Today I could say was one of the most hilarious yet waste of my time day so far this year. I went to Bugis to watch a movie with my friends. The film was called “Tooth Fairy”. I was actually reluctant to go but after those pleas from my friends, I finally went with them. I knew at the start it would be time wasting but I still followed them. Half an hour later, we were outside our destination, buzzing with excitement that is except for me.
Twenty minutes into the show, all of a sudden, there was no more sound. In a matter of minutes, the cinema staff appeared and mad an announcement. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we are having some technical problems. Please proceed to the counter outside. Sorry for the inconvenience caused.” Everyone groaned in disappointment and I sighed, knowing that I really should not have come. We slowly walked out, disappointed by the interruption of the show. Upon reaching the counter, they refunded us our money and apologized profusely, stating that they regret the inconvenience caused. As there was not going to be a show, I called my mother and told her all about it, asking her to fetch me at the same time. She told me she was busy and asked if I could take a bus home.
I did not argue. I was so bored that I just found myself walking towards the bus stop. I was thinking about my friend and all the good memories we had together. I was so deep in my thoughts that I boarded the wrong bus. I just went up and tapped my card on the scanner, still engrossed within my thoughts, filled with both happy and sad times. It was only when I reached the end of the bus route did I realize that I had taken the wrong bus. I panicked. I was in some rundown place called
Finally, I gave up. I would just rot here, I thought. Then, I reprimanded myself for being so hopeless. I got up, walked towards a taxi, and asked him if he would send me home. He was shocked to hear that I lived in the east but still, he decided to help me. During the whole journey, I decided to stop thinking and fantasizing of my friend. I was panicking still, from what I just experienced that the journey seemed to take hours as the seconds started to expand into minutes and hours.
Alas, I reached home, relieved but angry with myself. The taxi fare was about twenty dollars and it was all because of me and my thoughts. I reluctantly fished the money from my wallet and handed it to the driver. After returning me the change, I got off and went back home. Just as I open the front door and told myself, “Home sweet Home” , my mother was sitting anxiously at the chair, at the moment she saw me, her anxiety vanished and was replaced with a grin. I told her my whole ordeal with great embarrassment and my mother laughed at me. I , from then onwards, decided it was time to pass on and not to live on in past memories.
