i was f***ing pissed today, because someone stole my money and my ipod and i know who he is, but there is nothing i can do about it. tell me how suay i am. i left my bag in the bath house storage room after break from 3pm to 8pm, and that's how all things went wrong. to think i was still so happy during break to get free lunch cos it was employee grill day today, and i had 2 burgers, 1 hotdog and a can of sprite. i lost 70 to 80 bucks and my ipod, and it just is very different between losing something and something getting stolen.

i felt like a detective piecing all the missing links together, but everything made sense after awhile and i wonder why it's not friday the 13th and everything just has to go wrong. i should have dumped my bag in Hu Meng's locker during break when i had the chance, instead of dumping potato chips. i should have brought less cash. i should have put my bag back in waterworks instead of being lazy and putting it in bath house for convenience. ****

the only thing i'm thankful for is that my phone and cards weren't stolen. and that i didn't bring my camera. i think i'd just freak out and bash something up if all those were gone.

**** i am poor. and now when i look at my bag i think of him going thru all my stuff. threw away all my tissue paper and wiped down all the powder from my phone case and wallet. (it's powder from the gloves eco ppl use) still have some powdered fingerprints on my bag, but heck it, security said they can't check fingerprints. i hate b.l.a.c.k.s. anyway my bag is cui, some pockets are torn but i still have to continue using it despite dirt, dust, rain and bad memories.

today is officially the worst day of this whole trip. i've never got my stuff stolen before, other than that time in primary sch when this girl stole my chinese exercise book, changed my name to hers and tried to hand it in. kns. such losers, they shd just get their sorry asses out of my sight before i start blaming their parents for not teaching them morals and values.