_don't bother trying to explain, angel

so my entire thursday was completely a disaster. woke up at 12pm ( 4 hours later than i had expected ) and decided to head over to school to study. so i reached all in one piece and sat down to study right up until 8pm ( from 2 ). that is if you consider 1 hour of slacking, 1 hour of eating. another half hour of talking after eating, half hour in the photocopy shop, a 20 minute nap and several toilet breaks and the final decision to go jam with jeremy and gao. wtf.
so after an hour at good ol wee lee centre. we emerge into the world to be greeted by a humungobulousyhugemotherf**kin storm! which almost blew our faces right off. okay it wasnt that bad but it was raining cads and docks. with not much money and nowhere to go we headed to the nearby coffee shop to get a drink. a taxi was the only way out of this place. and we decided to hop into the nearest taxi that came down this road that no taxi's ever come down. so once we recieved our drinks. guess what? a comfort cab stopped right beside the shop.

"f**k lets go!!"
"but what about our drinks!??"
"screw the drinks. the cab is more important"
"no we cant the drinks cost more"
"no they didnt!"
"they did 1.50, 1.50 and 70 cents"
"never mind la just go!"

right then another cab pulled up right behind this other one.

"WTF!!?? why god do you torture us"
"just get in la"
"but the drinks"
"go"
"no!"

both pull away... and my phone rings.

"hello?"
"hello Mr Barr. your reservation at Hotel 81 is ready"
so after owning the prang caller with several random splew of vulgarities, gao posing as my girlfriend and me getting very angrily jealous afterwards and several complicated sentences which involved mothers and hookers. go figure. the person hung up with absolutely no chance left in hell!
( i later learned this prang caller to be rachel and i congragulate her on keeping a serious tone throughout the whole thing. we should combine our talents and prang call other idiots!)
and next time dont tell someone that your gonan take their deposit when they didnt even give one. that was damm hillarious!!

a few minutes later i remembered i had an umbrella in my bag. yeah what are the odds. and so i went out to the other adjacent road to flag a cab down. so i manage to get the first cab. so i signal to them okay lets go come in! then they make a mad dash into the taxi and the uncle is screaming "going **** place" i didnt really hear. "cannot go hougang!". ohhh f**k. so we run back into the coffee shop. why god why!!!
the next taxi was okay. we actually were going where we wanted to go. apart from not being able to drop gao off at the MRT cause the taxi driver decided on a sudden swerve into a "short cut". so we directed him in chinese or whatever. getting it wrong a few times and finally after some zhuas and whatever right is we reached jeremys ulu house. "jeremy how the f**k to get out of here?". he replied "just go to the end and turn left and keep going".
i would now like to thank jeremy to the max for telling me to turn left at a one way street going right. thanks you d**k. so we spent about 70 cents worth of cab time trying to get out of this place. and finally i reached home. leaving the taxi and splashing into a huge puddle beside it. "oh thanks forces of fate and nature".
boys and girls what does this show?
DO NOT SIDETRACK FROM STUDYING FOR YOUR A'S EVER EVER AGAIN!!