What a Troubled Day

I woke up at 10:39, how late it was. Time on a clock made me a little bit sad, nothing done before the noon. Sun flaming in the sky. I decided to ride to the iBT-school in order to get rid of dejection.

I set off along Roosevelt‎ Road, and turned left on 常德街. Something happened there. On the corner of pavement, an old man warned me not to hit the sparrow. So I stopped, staring at it. It is a small one, unable to fly. I picked it up, looking closely at its feathers. The old man told me that “It was bullied by its brother. Bring it away and take care of it.” Then he left. (what a suck!) Now the sparrow was on my hand, and I didn’t know what could I do then. I started calling help. Cominging told me that I had better put it in a park. Wander said that brought it to hospital might be a proper way. Keiaku taught me how to feed it. Surprisingly, Coshower emerged from the MRT station. (what a suck again!) We stayed for a while, and I decided to go into class.

I bought sanitary napkins with a box, putting the small thing in the box, entering the classroom with its hunger crying. Today was the final class for iBT-speaking, but only seven people come. I told everyone about the sparrow, they didn’t speak out anything, so we tolerate the annoying crying through the class. However, I could not concentrate on the class of cause, fortunately time went by quickly.

Back to the pet shop next to 勝利百貨, no sooner had I asked than I understood that the experienced clerk there took me as an insane ignorant stupid nut. I called Keiaku again after I realized this purchase was in vain. She suggested me finding a bird shop instead of a pet shop. I walked around 公館 and could not find one, affected by exhausted body, I lost my mind and decided to go to 士林.

The trip was smooth. What I want to talk about is the blind on the MRT. I saw a old man with spiderman costume on the door opening. I was too tired to reflected it. I just wanted to sit down. I sat down by him. Children surround him looking his dog, and then I noticed it, too. “Why is a DOG on the MRT!?” I cried in my mind. I didn’t notice his blindness until he stood up at Train Station. What an idiot on earth put the spiderman costume on him!

Now the sparrow is fine, but I am extremely worried about when it can fly. Do I do the wrong thing which can’t be undone? What a troubled day, every weekend I deal with nothing. Accomplishing nothing always make me frustrated as the same as the time on a clock. Moreover, it will never end.