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some people think that I write stuff on my blog and I stretch out details and make it all fantastically amazing so much so, that it’s surreal.

well today I got stuck in my bathroom.

yes, that’s exactly how it was. my bathroom door handle at MKV has been broken since I moved in. if you tug too hard, the knob comes right off. I sent in a work request for it right away, but no one came to fix it =( my daddy dropped it on his foot last week and cursed about it for days!

so today I rush home hoping to pack and eat before phil came to pick me up. I went into my bathroom at around 1:45 and when I tried to get back out again, I couldn’t. the handle would turn, but no amount of pulling would make the door open! I panicked because I didn’t want to be stuck in my bathroom for hours, starving and wanting to go home to toronto.

and then I heard a noise in the suite. so I pounded on my door like mad!! and clara came running over thinking it was the suite door, and I screamed for her. I think it confused her greatly, especially when she opened the suite door and no one was there. but I told her my situation, and she ran off to get help.

she then came back and told me that someone from V1 is coming to fix it, and all I could do was wait. and so there I sat, with absolutely nothing to do, nothing to eat, and nothing to pass the time with. I sat on the lid of the toilet seat cover and debated about whether I should take a shower. or nap. or ask clara to slip some food under the door like she was sneaking it to me or something.

I honestly freaked out. I was so pissed off since it was friday, and phil was supposed to come pick me up soon, and I had no sense of time so I didn’t even know how long I was stuck in that bathroom. it was stuffy, there was no circulation and the bright bathroom lights were making it hotter. I will admit, I cried tears of fustration at one point.

and then, I heard a knock on the suite door. It was jimmy! he was obviously confused as hell as to how I got stuck in my own bloody bathroom, but he tried very hard to card the door open for me. it didn’t work, but the fact that someone was trying to do something useful for me even though he would miss his greyhound bus for TO me made me feel very humble. jimmy also told me it was 240. I had been stuck in the stupid room for a frekkin hour.

and THEN, the repair guy comes. and he busts open the lock in two minutes! what the hell I say! he had me sit in the bathroom for a whole hour just to do that!! I was so thankful and pissed all at the same time. by then, I had half an hour to eat and pack all my stuff for home. and the guy fixed my door handle FINALLY. stupid MKV people. jimmy says I won’t be able to sue them for emotional damage. the jerks.

so after being freed from the bathroom (and learning that jimmy tried to get the door open using his casino rama winners circle card… aw!) he fed me cookies and a granola bar and then I had to pack all my crap for the race on saturday. packing for home is usually a quick thing, but when you have to pack for dragonboating, especially a dragonboat RACE, you really need to think.

I hope I got everything.

so as a reward

after studying my ass off for the econ202 midterm that was this morning, I said I should go to a mall and celebrate. and after getting trapped in my bathroom for an hour, I said there is NO ONE in the world that can deny me shopping now. I SO deserve it.

except that when I got home, I realised that my mommy is having an mahjong party (she’s certainly enjoying her retirement!) and the only car in the driveway can only be opened by the two household members that AREN’T HOME. ARGH!!! *shakes fist* so I sat around my house for an hour waiting for someone to come home with a set of car keys so I could go shopping, and then when they DO come back, they tell me dinner will be in half an hour. which obviously doesn’t leave enough time for shopping.

and tomorrow is the Musselman races at Stoufville. and it lasts ALL DAY. which means no shopping. and sunday is hydrophobics practice. GAAAH!! I’m so mad I could explode! *nnngggghhhhhh*

I think I’ll go pass out on the living room couch now.

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