Today, I was caught in an earthquake. The day started normally. Get up, get dressed, have breakfast, go to the shop, buy crackers, etc. Then go to the internet cafe. Go to the internet cafe. Use their toilet. Get caught in an earthquake in the bathroom.
Actually, I did not know why the hell the toilet was shaking, nor did I know why (the hell) people were shouting. Then all of a sudden, mum runs up to the toilet door and screams at me to get out of the building (not earthquake procedure, actually). Luckily nothing (as far as I’m concerned) was broken.