January 2nd was the worst day of my life (I gave it the lowest score possible). Whole story below:
This will be done by 2012. It'll be interesting viewing it.Disaster wrote:Story and mistakes (in order of their happening):
Mistake 1: Telling me only the day before about this instead of telling me weeks before.
Mistake 2: Actually going to the place. They were millions of people and it was two hours drive away from home. And especially because of the incidents ahead.
Mistake 3: My dad forgot my bag (and coat, not that that mattered much) and said that he had brought it.
My dad had nagged me to come out of the place we were staying. He said that there were things to do there. Eventually, I did the stupidest thing in my life, and went outside. I said we would be regretting this.
Mistake 4: Going (way) out of reach of the place we were staying.
My dad dropped me off somewhere with my dad's friend (as planned). My dad had already said that we would be going back soon as promised as my dad did his play.
Me and my dad's friend couldn't find anything to do. Simply because there wasn't anything (unlike what my dad promised). There wasn't even a place to sit. So there we were, for six hours, with people everywhere, with no place to even sit let alone actually do something.
After six hours of walking, the play finished and me and my dad's friend and my dad drove back. My dad was already in a bad mood. One of "the crew" in the play my dad was in was in hospital and the whole play had to be adapted hastily. Me and my dad's friend complained about the promises my dad had made which he had completely broken. He soon said "Let's just go back tonight.". My dad's friend tried to persuade him to stop and just go back to the place where we were staying. But he didn't. He went back home (after a two hour journey). It was the logical decision, in my opinion. And after a while, my dad's friend's opinion too.
I had already not wanted to go on this journey anyway. The day before I said that I wasn't going to go. Of course I did, which was the second stupidest decision in my life.
The lessons of the year have already been learned:
Never go out of reach of your home.
Never trust a human.
But as if I didn't know that already. Ashamed at my gullibility of actually thinking that what they were saying were true. Of course, they hadn't learned the first lesson at all.
Edit by Qloof: fixed big text for you