My Frustrated Self...

-- 9.37pm --

I don’t know why I’m feeling so frustrated at the moment. I just came back from fetching my sister back from work as she had to work late today. My mum wanted to follow as she wanted to know the route I was using to fetch her back so that she could use it the next time. The thing was she wanted to go to her dance class as well, so she asked me to pick her up from her dance class on the way to fetch my sister.

This was at 8.00pm when she told me this. I had a badminton activity scheduled at 9.00pm but since my mom was worried about my sister, I agreed anyway. When my sister messaged me at 8.15pm to pick her up, I told her I would be 10 – 15 minutes away and rushed out of the house. On the way, I picked up my mum from her dance class and I headed off to pick up my sister.

And that is when the problems started…

Firstly, I made a mistake in my intended route. I had earlier asked my sister to go across the road to the bus stop on the opposite side of the road thinking that it would be on the way of intended route. My mum immediately gave me an earful worrying about my sister having to walk across the road at night. At this point, I admit I wasn’t taking into account my sisters safety as a top priority as I was trying to rush back in time for badminton.

I got a shock, when my route put me past the bus stop and I could not access it. At this point, my mum immediately scolded me again for taking such the wrong way and I was again given a piece of her mind with me being unable to do anything except apologize profusely.

I immediately picked up my phone to call up my sister meaning to tell her that we were changing the pick up point to the front of her work building but I could not get her. At the same time, my mum asked me to concentrate on driving and she started calling my sister instead. This was around 8.28pm.

Being unable to reach my sister on the phone, when we reached the bus stop directly in front of my sister’s work building, my mum rushed out and dashed across the road to see whether my sister had arrived. I was getting very alarmed when I saw that the initial intended bus stop was empty.

I started getting worried about my sister’s safety although my logical brain kicked in at that moment and told me that it was highly unlikely anything unfortunate had happened to my sister but I was getting more and more worried as each second grew by. I immediately called my dad to ask him to go ahead with badminton as I had no desire to go to badminton anymore.

I glanced across the road to my mom who was still dialing furiously at her hand phone trying to get in touch with my sister. I also tried calling my sister’s handphone only to be directed immediately to her voicemail. This series of events did nothing to allay my fear and I decided to walk to the front of her building to get more information.

At her building, I asked the guard whether anyone had walked out of the entrance recently and the guard informed me no one did. So I surmised that my sister had been held up for work and could not get to her handphone. I then called my mum to ask her whether she had any updated news. She informed me that she managed to contact my sister and that my sister had gotten a lift from a friend to go to the bus stop at the opposite side of the road.

By the time, I walked back to the car and waited for them, it was 8.40pm. I don’t know why but I began to feel very frustrated. Whether it was due to me being unable to go to badminton due to my refusal to drive there myself or it was in replacement for the relief I felt after finding out my sister was safe or perhaps it was due to her not informing my mum or myself that she was deviating slightly from the original plan and thus would be a few minutes late.

So here I am planning to skip badminton today as I was too frustrated to go anyway, typing out this post in an effort to calm down and figure out my frustration. Well, for the most part, it worked and I feel better. I’m no longer angry but perhaps slightly disappointed that I missed badminton. Or perhaps I should head there now? I think I will =)

-- 11.07pm –

Egad, looks like going to badminton wasn’t such a good idea after all. I was criticized by my dad due to my poor shots and my inability to take shots. Darn, I really dislike partnering my with dad during badminton.

Well, on the bright side. I did get to release a lot of pent up tension and there’s a wonderful day to look forward to tomorrow. Yay! Now to get some sleep…