Karma

I’m going to return that mobile phone I found tomorrow.  Yishuang suggested two ways of returning it.  One is to hand it over to the police and the other is to pass it to starhub.  I think the phone’s either cursed or I’ve collected a lot of bad karma.  Yesterday was supposed to be a wonderful day of cycling in the day and clubbing at Zouk in the night.  However, I ended up limping around like a handicap.  I wasn’t careful and went off the cycling track and fell.  To make things worse, Yishuang crashed into me from behind because of her delayed reaction.  She was unscathed, while I was left with wounds on my right knee, foot and palm.  We had cycled from East Coast to Changi and there was no way I was going to walk all the way back so I called a taxi to bring us back.  We had actually planned to cycle the whole Park Connector Network (PCN) route.  Luckily my dad was rollerblading at East Coast so I could take a lift home.  I couldn’t go to Zouk in such a state so I had dinner with Vernon, Fabian, Xuehu and Terence.  Terence and Fabian then came over to my house for a sleepover.  I contributed a lot to the economy yesterday because I took a total of four taxi rides.  I think I’ll have to idle around the whole week at home until I have to return to school when the results are released.  This is such a fantastic way to spend my remaining days of freedom.