My BIGGEST fear would actually take place in a changing room in some shopping complex, and me walking out of it without any clothes. Seriously!! I always have this fear, especially if i was to try on trousers. Imagine the piece of garment you wanted to try and your own slinged loosely on your arm, together with your dignity. I doubt one will ever step inside the shop ever again.
With the grace of god this has never happened :) Instead i have been misplacing my notes :( Last Wed I had a 90 minutes break after my moral studies class. Don't ask what moral studies has to do with pharmacy. So i was bumming at the library pretending to read my notes, and the next day the notes went M.I.A. Searched high and low, but to no avail. So i waited a week for the notes to miraculously turn up. No such luck. Dejected i borrowed my frens notes and gave it to be photostated. This was at round 12. I had some time to burn so made way to the library. Then when i had walked from the library block to the adjacent block, then only i realised that my frens notes that i was helping to carry vanished from my hand. I wonder if the Bermuda Triangle has shifted to my hands. Rushed back to the library, only to find the notes on the table.
There was no class in the evening, only lab, and in the lab one of my coursemates came and handed me the notes i misplaced last week. In the library it was found it seems. The time was 2pm. Darn it right. It couldn't have came at a more wrong time. Why must after 7 days of hibernation, and when i have finally resigned to the fact that its not gonna be found again must it wake up from its slumber and find its way back to me?
To teach me a lesson perhaps. And the lesson is never to go to the library.
No, its to never carry anything in my hand, instead stuff everything in my bag :)
voila
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