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Sunday, August 03, 2008
/start rant
Life sucks.

I lost everything I had (not literally, still have my virginity, my manhood, my life, my friends, my schoolbag). Stupid sia. I lost my $300 camera (this time for real..), my wallet (I just top up my ezlink and bought bus pass today, so total lost 60/70 bucks including remaining cash), my new handphone, my sister Ipod, my camera tripod, my Amaths textbook and notebook, pencil box and calculator, 2 waterbottles, some notes, and that stupid bag.

Due to my carelessness yet again, living my valuables in somewhere in the open. Stolen by a fucker. Shit sia. I think many of us had gone through this before and will find that after like 4 to 5 months, you won't be as secure as the first time after the incident. It slowly wears off. Overconfidence. In fact, you wouldn't know when you bag will be stolen. But just for that very time where I live my bag out of my sight, and then slacking around with my friends, filming so much.. blahblah, and then some fucker stole it. What nice timing. Some much for my excitement.

Btw, life really really finds the perfect opportunity to seize upon you. Just after I top up my ezlink can and bought bus pass, just not long ago received my new handphone, just when on that day I had to bring my camera Iand my tripod) along as my friends wanted me to film and stuffs, just when I needed to bring my Amaths book along to do homework (with the pencil box and calculator), just when I was not paying attention to my bag for that very time......... That bag got stolen. It couldn't be at any better timing. This is how fucking retarded life is.

Now what do I have left? Nothing sia. Its worst then being confiscated for sure. I can't contact people anymore, my ezlink (which I JUST TOP UP TODAY!!!!!!!) lost, have to walk home everyday now. I can't fucking film now (although I have plans on buying a new one anyway, but that camera can still be used). AHHHHHHHHHHHHH and my stupid Amaths book and pencilbox.. they all cost cash. Go to hell lah.

FUCK MOTHERFUCKER SON OF A BITCH, CUNT, GO DIE IN HELL, PISS OFF MOFO TITS SHIT FUCK, SUCK YOUR FATHERS HAIRY DICK AND YOUR MOTHERS UGLY PUSSY, -ADD WHATEVER PROFANITIES HERE-, I HOPE YOU DIE AND YOUR BODY GOT SEVERED INTO HUNDRED THOUSAND PIECES AND SENT BY BOAT TO AFRICA AND LET THOSE PEOPLE SUFFERING STARVATION EAT TO THEIR DELIGHT, AND BEFORE YOU DIE, YOU GET CASTRATED AND THEN DROWN TO YOUR DEATH.

I feel slightly better.

Sometimes things like that happen, then your parents scold like hell, but then you feel like,.."as if i fucking wanted that to happen? you think i like it issit? how would i know it would happen anyway?! and i also not that im careless and everything right?? now what? go rewind time then get back my stuffs? ha, haha." Yeah, really, I wouldn't know that that will happen, hais, stupid sia. Feel damn regretted but life still goes on. The feeling is like you're damn lost or something.

I made a police report but I swear they wont help much. Sian sia, whos the fucker who said "MONEY CANT BUY HAPPINESS!"? That person have no clue. When you have one million dollars you can have anything you want sia. And that leads to happiness. Of course you can't buy true friends, love or blah blah lah, but seriously, if I got 1 million dollars, I will be happy like fuck. Should have an aim in life... to earn 1million dollars before I hit 30 years old.

dream on.

Now really no mood to do everything. Like what I said before, it cant be in any much better timing, tomorrow still got soccer, and then got the stupid rehearsal. Fuck it lah.

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nothing can cheer me up now, I just need to take a few weeks to get over it and hopefully everything can be recovered. Hais, keep wasting my parents money. I really need to find a place to work now. I keep thinking back about how careless I am and how much things I lost, and not learning from the vietnam trip thing (when i "lost" my camera). Seriously hope that this will be my last time losing something. Seems like I don't learn from my mistakes. Fuck sia. Irritating as that bitch, I mean worser.

But then life has to goes on.
/end rant


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