A series of unfortunate events...

First things first, the past few days haven't been so good for me, i was dealing a lot of stress lately and it was just a matter of time before i blow up. Apparently Shah Alam is a lot stress. So i decided to do something to blow off some steam. I went to see my girl Fatin in Kedah. I bought a bus ticket to Kedah which leaves at 12.15 am, after i bought the ticket i was so excited to get back to the place which i started to discover myself and who i really was. So on the way back to my house a motorcycle suddenly came out of nowhere and we hit the guy off his bike. Damn that was scary, at first i thought that he defitently was going to die and secondly, my wrecked car. The car suffered serious injuries compared to the guy that we hit. So we settled everything at the police station. And there goes my month without my car. Its tragic, i know. Moving on, as planned, my housemates send me to the bus station around 11.30pm and waited for the 12.15 bus. While waiting i thought how would Kedah be like after i left for 4 months. I waited and waited and waited till the bus finally came at 2.00am in the morning. And at that moment i knew that it would be a long night. I had the feeling that bad events was coming towards me. So i ignore the feeling and just got on the bus. As soon as i got onto the bus, i went to sleep like a baby. An hour into the journey up north, i remembered i woke up and the entire cockpit was covered with smoke. Everybody on board panic and screamed for the bus to stop, which we finally stop by a road side in the middle of god knows where. The bus broke down. And the first thing i said was " Here we go again", knowing that my bad luck wouldn't end just that. We waited for the replacement bus for about an hour. And when i finally got onto the replacement bus i was relieve and prayed for a smooth journey. It was smooth alright, i was sound asleep until the bus stop for a rest at Ipoh. I woke up, get down from the bus and thought of buying some water. As i reached for my back pocket, my wallet wasn't there, i got on the bus and went searching for it like a mad man. Still i couldn't find it. I must have dropped it during the exchange buses, as i thought to myself. And at that very moment i knew that i was fucked. All this happen within the space of 12 hours, all in one night. Talking about bad luck huh? Well i finally reached Kedah around 8.00am. A friend of Fatin picked me up from the bus station and as soon as i met her, i told her everything about my series of my unfortunate events. In all, it was worth it. Missing the girl who i truly love and finally get to be in her arms was priceless. Knowing that my story can never be compared to some people who are more unfortunate then me, made me think that all the things that happen to me on that night, was just something silly, and it was just a minor problem.