A Series of Unfortunate Events

Friday the 13^th…urgh!

This supposed malas day have never really bothered me before. Nothing out of the ordinary happened to me ever,not until this year. Well probably because I also did something out of the ordinary yesterday. In conclusion, this year my Friday the 13^th has led to a series of unfortunate events.

I went home last night on a planned leave. I was supposed to get half pf the day off yesterday, but they did not let me off the phone until 2hours later, what a bummer since I really needed that two hours so I can catch up my sleep and calm my nerves. Oh before that, reception was not supposed to receive my bags because they’ve already changed their policy, I had to use my most persuasive powers before they agreed because I just CANT leave my laptop on top of my locker, available for grabs by the thieves. And fast forward…to the airport, 3:30 AM, taxi driver said Php. 200 and I said no I will just go down(damn airport is just Php. 130-150 max).so driver conceded to an additional 30 pesos. At the airport, I checked in my bags, and was supposed to wait at my gate when, surprise! I was stopped because of my Umbrella (which I forgot that it’s even stowed in this bag). Its either I left it or check it in. Well my bags had been submitted and they can’t retrieve it anymore and they can’t check in an item that small. Grrr, thank God my brain was still functioning, I asked another passenger to put it in their bag. After all the hullabaloos I was home 20 minutes ahead of schedule. And then the biggest cause of all this happened, I was not able to sleep the whole day. My body is so tired but my mind was hyperactive, and since I’ve been practicing the MIND OVER MATTER mantra for a while, the mind won. Pushing my luck, I went to the bus terminal to go to Gingoog and surprise Mr. Boyfriend, with a box of cute little Mini Zebras on hand. Well, the terminal was the furthest I’ve gone. The traffic and the killer pollution and a little nudge to go home killed all my desire to travel 2.5 hours for the surprise. I went home after 20min of deliberation and after my foot that swam the darkest water of the sidewalk-turned-sewage because I slipped on the makeshift bridge that’s about 2”x2”(gross, I know). I went home aboard a taxi (which I don’t usually do here in CDO by principle). I was fast asleep 30 min later and slept the entire Friday night and missed seeing Mr Boyfriend and the rest of CDO. What a bummer! Missed one weekend night and now I am stuck stubbornly awake at 4am with a zit on my face because I have not washed my face yesterday, while everyone here at home almost just went to bed. Not entirely a happy 1^st day-of-vacation day.