my series of unfortunate events.

Actually, I'm about to hit the sacks now and visit my dreamland. I can't help but post something what happened yesterday. So, to start off, I'm having this question in mind, "How come when you are rushing and are having a very critical time, it's when you have the bad lucks, too?"
The day was supposed to be good because it's the start of a fresh school week but I started it off real bad. I woke up beyond my waking time. Something was wrong with my alarm clock. Darn. Obviously, I was a little beyond my schedule. I took my bath, with a usual duration time (can't afford to lessen it), and ate my breakfast quickly. Then, my brother and I hit the road with my Dad driving the car.
So here are the real things that have almost salvaged my day. Instead of taking the usual route in going to school, we went to the nearest bank so that my Dad can withdraw money for our allowance. But, hey, the nearest was offfline. Darn again. We rushed to the mall nearby (LKKS Center) and gladly, the ATM was online.
I was starting to feel the pressure because we stopped by a Vulcanizing Shop. Dad found out that a tire was flat. Darn again and again. So, we were about to rush and kick the Super Highway when the the damn traffic light flashed its red light. Oh, crap. I felt that I was totally running out of time. I let out a breath of relief when it signaled to Go.
Along the way, I kept on glancing at my watch, hopelessly wishing that time would stop. Then, when Dad was rushing, he was about to hit a man who's carelessly not looking at the road. Holy Mackerel. Fortunately. We were near to our destination when a car blocked the road as he was parking.
Finally, we reached school beyond 7:00, but fortunately, the flag ceremony hadn't start yet. So, for the day, that was my sign of luck, at the very least.
Then I realized that fate is sometimes bitter to those who believe in it. It is just a matter of consequences. Life is truly full of surprises, and people have their own series of unfortunate events.