really.
HANDPHONE WALLET IPOD STOLEN.
my countless songs, recordings on my ipod, making it full. full of sentimental value.
my hp. IMF gonna call me. tchr's goona call me. my msges. my past. my info. friend's bdays. and you. all inside.
my wallet. #3-4. basket. nvm. my 3 MOST FAV GUIT PICKS. 1 converter. and my fav keychain.
and.
my SAINTS Towel. also stolen. like wth.
glad to meet Xavier, my swimming coach at the pool. at least can call mum to strike call.
have trng later. and i feel so so emo and sad to go. i duno. ARGH. auhraohrpa9w3u409u34[0au3;oj.
suckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkks. i dun like.
especially when IMF has to call me anytime.
but. just want to thank God that i put all my cards seperately. so my i/c and etc all still intact. and .. i did not have my camera nor my IMF pass with me.
so that's gd.
but i really feel sad.
for the contents in my phone..
my contacts. BAH. coz i have alot of contacts. even if i retrieve my sim card, 30% my no. are gone. and 30% of alot is alot.
BAH. kjr;oij'ap3kjrp['ai4]a3i4ap3oia.. your msges. our past. our memorary. bloody.
its always striking at my sentimental value
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