after a week of digging for coins, walking home under the hot sun to save a few cents, saving up during recesses so i can go home, frantic searching, hopeful then disappointment, crying stupid tears. ive lost hope in finding, hence

i went to make another ezlink card.

and it cost me a bomb.

and anyhow, i was still relieved that standard tickets that are worth my fortune will be history. and i would not have to care about walking home anymore.

only till today, my mother found my old ezlink card, the one ive been looking for ages, on the computer chair which my stinko butt has been sitting less than 10cm away and i didnt fucking see.

im angry and i admit it. im over reacting, but dont u preach.

im the one who've paid for the replacement,
im the one that had been having sleepless nights worrying too much,
im the one that had been finding hard all the time, from police posts to libraries,
im the one that paid for the whole week of transport cost,
im the one who walked home so i dont have to take the bus,

i was the one who suffered
then why is the bloody ass scolding me?

why is she digging it in, when she knows im already upset.
why is she making it seems like she've sacrificed so much more than me?

i cant believe this, my mood is so fucked up just for a retarded piece of plastic.
when i lost it, i feel horrid. when i find it, i feel even more horrid.

i should just swear myself off ez-link cards and ride bicycles instead.


and this would be a lovely option.