i lost my darling. *tears.

i lost my baby darling handphone.

the one that never left my side even when im in the shower. ='(

here's how..

that day, we went to the church like usual loh.

about 930, the mass finished.

then we went to a stupid coffee shop, at bandaran berjaya one, first time went there. shitty, i'll never step to that town anyyyyyymore i tell you! argh.

we made our order at found a place to sit, which the first table in the shop, just by the roadside.

here's how it happened, i wore a dress which doesn't have a pocket, nvm lah, i used to hold my phone everywhere..

but then, my mum is making her chilli with lime for her mee, and she need some tissue because the limejuice made her hands wet, then i put down my phone to help her with the tissue.

just one second, a guy, with his helmet, jacket, and a pair of jeans grab my phone and ran away in his motorcycle. fuck you! yes FUCK YOU! i dont care if you're too poor that you need the money to feed your family, it's your problem! it's my phone! and you got hands and legs what! go and find a job la FUCK YOU!

alamak, im so rude, what lah! really so angry one mah.

i did chase him, but his motorcycle was on, he hop onto his motorcycle in a little time. he's too fast and i cannot see his plate number. haizz.

and then.. momma brought me to centre point, to buy a new phone.

from this,

to this,

it was okay, i like this one too, i like the colour, looks classy.

but i still miss my phone so much.

but at least im lucky, he grabbed my phone, not me. i felt thankful for this. im still luckier than a lot of people.

i rather that asshole sell my phone than to use it. darn you. i curse you to death, for making me feel so sad for so many days. i hate you.