First Rotten Luck -- sometime on tuesday afternoon, my computer had contracted a virus... I didn't really care at first but then my ISP (for those not tech-savvy, ISP = internet service provider), contacted me via email threatening to disconnect my internet if I didn't fix the problem ASAP. So, yeah I spent next 6 hours trying to eliminate that stupid virus... after like 4 anti virus programs, 3 spyware programs nothing worked until I tried Zone Alarm Pro 6.0 (thanks Mike), it gave me a temporary solution but I still had to make a clean reinstallation of WindowsXP on my computer which I did last night then I immediately installed Zone Alarm Pro 6.0 and McAfee VirusScan (thanks Egerton). It wasn't really a huge bad luck but, a huge hassle... then...
Second Rotten Luck -- if you are considering washing your clothes in some foreign country's washing machine with the machine instructions in a language that's not english, I strongly urge you to either take a course in that foreign language or just handwash the clothes yourself. Here's what happened to me, there is a free laundry room in each aparments here and the washing machines was sooo small I had to do 4 separate loads. There were buttons for A, B, C, D, E, F and G... I tried my best reading the instructions in Swedish and I thought I had it right.. A meant cotton, B meant something else or whatever, since all of my clothes were mostly cotton based so I just washed them all with the "A" setting... but what I couldn't understand was... the first washing machine filled itself with water but wouldnt spin... the second machine said it would take 95 minutes, the third machine said it would take 45 minutes and the fourth machine said 30 minutes. I was scratching my head wondering how did this happen. To make a long story short, 3 hours later, 1 o'clock in the morning, I ended up with 3 blue shirts that used to be white and 1 load that presumely was washed but smelled worse than it did before... argh... and then on the next day...
The Grand Finale -- I had finance class at 12.30pm and I left my room like 12.00 to bike to the school... I had just showered and jazzed up my hair and everything... then as I got out of the aparment building on the bike, not even 5 strokes on the bike pedals later, the front wheel just did a 90 degree turn on me even though the handlebars didn't move at all, it send me crashing onto the hard pavement landing on my mouth first and my forehead second...my body were tangled along with the bicycle frame on the asphalt as soon as I regained the conscious of what had just happened, I just stood up and threw the bike on the ground again hoping that somehow it would get more damaged than I had, then I immediately checked if I had all of my teeth... whew, yeah I had them all solidly in place although my face was drenched in blood coming from inside of my lips and my forehead... I didn't realize the extent of my inflicted injuries until I went back to my apartment and saw in the bathroom mirror and my right arm is all banged up and scratched along with a huge bruise on the face of my right hand... my left hand has a big chunk of skin ripped off along with some more scraps.... ah, instead of explaining more, I'll let the pictures do the rest of the talking...
After cleaning up in the bathroom, I immediately took the next bus to school, I was 30 minutes late but the teacher understood after he heard my story and saw my face obviously... But, here comes the funny part...Yesterday was the last day that I could get my Student ID card for free... so just like 3 hours after my ill-fated accident, I walked into the ID office and had my picture taken with my fat lip and the blood on my forehead still fresh :) At least, I had something to commemorate the moment :)
So far, when I go into a store or walk around in public places, mothers hide their children behind their backs and people look at me as if I'm some kind of bad boy with my scraps all over my face and arms as if I was walking home from a fight... *sigh* hopefully they will disappear sometime soon :)
So, yeah that's my three bad lucks in 48 hours... its been more than 24 hours since the bike accident and nothing bad has happened... maybe these stuff does happen in 3's :)
bg0ur3
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Posted by Deanna Zandt at 7:26 AM on September 9, 2005. A community of activist-artists defines the arrival of Revelations.
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I should be more senstitive, but I found it hilarious :), your story of 3 bad lucks in 48 hours :)
Yo, champ story - at least you might have scars to remember your school year in Sweden.
This story also reminds me of Rachy and my first day in Dublin. We were having a very hard time finding our hostel. We must have walked along one fairly busy street and up the corner that came off that street maybe three or four times.
As we went around that corner for the last time, we saw hearing people quickly turn their faces to face the busy street, we paid no attention to what they were looking for until one of us started to talk and we noticed a guy starting to get up on the road and we saw his bike approximately 2 or 3 feet behind him.
We then saw a cab driver run up to the guy to help him and we realized that the cab driver just opened his door and the guy riding the bike ran into the door and ended up flying right in front of the car.
Point of this, a story to tell you and others about my experince in Dublin, bu t also to say that even when you did not do more than five strokes, you look hell a lot worse than that guy who hit the door! :)
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oneninefive
haha,... I'm assuming he wore a helmet?... a helmet would have prevented this gash on my head...
bg0ur3
I cannot remember if he wore a helmet, from what I could tell was that the dude was very embarassed and refused any help and left on his bike immediately dazed, with his foot missing the pedal once or twice.
Thinking back to that day, I wish he actually smashed and went through the door window. :)
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oneninefive
LOL! I'm sorry bro, your stories made me laugh so hard.
I can't wait to see your student ID...I can picture you standing there all pissed off, face all banged up, wearing a blue shirt that used to be white!
I might look pissed off in my student id picture, only because I couldnt smile properly cuz of the fatlip so I just sat there looking at the camera not smiling heh...
I'm glad to see how much joy my pain and suffering has brought to so many people.... heh, just do not be expecting too much of these things happening in the future :p
bg0ur3
Who knows you might be the next person I know of who crashes into a car door, unless Sweden has very tiny car doors :)
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oneninefive
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