Three days into the new year and I'm already not very optimistic about how this might turn out. The whole new-beginning thing seems to wield much power into flinging me into an abyss of prolific disaster (you may think I'm exaggerated but WAIT TILL YOU HEAR ABOUT THE DAY I HAD)

1. Woke up late for training because I was an idiot and set the alarm to the wrong day. 

2. Then on the way to West Coast Park we overshot our stop and had to walk a long distance back to our destination which was awful because that is something you just don't want to do in the morning.

3. During training, which was supposed to be good, I TWISTED MY ANKLE and ergo could do nothing more than watch and occasionally take pictures.

4. Midway through training (or in my case, sitting idly at the sidelines), my mother informs me that TUITION STARTS AGAIN! Hence I went to tuition without even a pen.

5. After tuition, my phone spoils, and I cannot switch it on. And I had to search everywhere for a pay phone - honestly, who uses those. My phone is now therefore nothing more than a piece of .... I don't know what it's made of.

I originally resolved to go without a phone until I get down to begging my parents for a new one - after all if they cannot call me, they cannot nag at me to go home earlier HOHO - but though I can survive without one, it'd mean I have to resort to suburban methods of meeting people which would require me to actually be punctual and a whole other load of awful virtues which I am unfortunately devoid of and THE MORAL (not a moral, actually) OF THE STORY IS THAT I WILL GO TO REPAIR MY PHONE AND TREAT IT WITH GREAT CARE HENCEFORTH.