Old Chinese Saying

福(fu)無(wu)重(chong)至(zhi), 禍(huo)不(bu)單(dan)行(xing)...

English translation is

A person is blessed once, but his troubles never come alone.

Today, there were too many things happened.

I went on  a hiking trip with friends,

we were stucked on highway.

The driving guy had the craziest idea:

driving backwards two miles to get back to the split.

We hiked on a different area,

but it was overall a good surprise.

Then I thought I was done for the day and got some free thanksgiving food from dorm,

but, when I was in line, alarm went off.

I was in shirt and short, couldn't get cloth and was forced to leave the building.

If you think it's the end of my bad luck? No.

I got the worst and the best news from a friend when I was outside.

My mind was instantly gone blank, but the coldness of the wind brought me back to reality.

When I was back in dorm, the line for dinner started again.

I did not feel like be in line and decided to get Chinese food

then swallow down all my pain with a cup of ice cream.

At the end,

all those things did not kill me would make me stronger.  

At least I hope so. :(