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The Cruel World Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Today was the saddest day since like sec 2. It would have been a completely enjoyable day except for one thing... i lost my N90. Its like i went to shit and well, the phone couldnt fit in my pocket wen it was bunched up so i put it on the toilet roll dispenser. And after i was done, the cleaning aunty came so i hurried out. Then when i reached the level below, i patted my pocket and realised it wasnt there so i ran back up and the cleaning lady wasnt there but her cart was. So i went in to check and it was gone. That overly made-up woman is my main suspect. She was all like... 'ayia cannot leave there one, sure gone' Hmph. she must have stowed it away during her absence... but i cant prove it.

So i rushed around trying to find someone i knew so i could use their phone to call mine. After about 20 mins, i spotted benji and fratically pleaded. Of course... my phone was turned off. So i called my dad and told him to cut the line. Ugh i hate myself very much. Of course i hate the person who stole it like a million times more. I want him/her to be struck by lightning, run over by a double decker bus and trampled by fat aunties at a 90% off sale. I would have cried, only it wasnt really a feeling of sadness but of emptiness and loss. Not only that,i also ruined any chance of getting the N93.

So that translated to a very crappy rest of the day. Cause we went for an excursion to tanglin camp to see the biennale and i found it so utterly crippling not to be able to take photos. And like it felt like a chunk of my thigh was cut out cause of the emptiness of my pocket and it felt like my 'disabled' leg would give way at any moment. Looks like i'll be incontactible for quite some time. E-mail me if its anything important.

There's some other stuff to say but i've no mood for anything else rite now.