Some Bad Day...

My carelessness has gotten me in the ass this time. The first bad luck this year... and probably the worst since being dumped.
Today at around 4 something, I went to eat at Restaurant Wun Chiap at Tamparuli. I recklessly left my wallet on a chair and forgot to bring it with me when I shifted to another table.
Two middleaged chinese guys no, assholes went to the table and took off suddenly. One had white polo t-shirt on with thinning white hair while the other used blue shirt with jeans. Too bad I won't be seeing them again.
I only realized when it hit me that the last time I placed my wallet was there. Made my police report. Mindfucked and feeling like rape victim, I got a call a few hours later from an unexpected source. A friend of mine. It was surprising and, after being given the explanation I was more surprised. Apparently, the girl who found it, came upon my friend's number in an old sim card (after dialling everyone in that card) in the wallet and called her. Cards were all there except for well, all my cash. A miracle/blessing I'd say.
The girl was on her way to the market when she stumbled on it. She claimed everything was a mess and she had to pick everything up. Now, I'm not sure the other things that I lost now. So the story goes...
Now, I have to report back to the police tomorrow and re-apply for my cards. Talk about the fckin hassle. Obviously there are more things that I should think about but right now, I think I'm gonna take it one at a time. Its depressing like hell.
Blessing in disguise? I'm not sure. Right now, my mind is occupied with those so-called "decent" chinese bastards. I've learned some lesson the worst way indeed.

The Greatest Mistake Pt.1

Ok... so I just had to blog this as my sister and my bro suggested me to do. Not like I wanted to but since I'm having some sort of writers block doing some website project, I figured I'd just embarrass myself here.
It happened at Greenridge Mall and it all started with a damn stomach ache (I get this a lot these days)... and the urge to bank-in. My first visit was already something. There was no water but I managed to exchange to the other with water. And just when I thought it was over, my stomach began to rumble and me arse felt like it needed to explode. Since I was not anywhere near the restroom I was before, I had to find another one. Luckily there was one somewhere near. That was when it all started. All thanks to the bad signage... at least for me.
There was nothing on the doors (no normal signs) just paintings to tell which is which. Seeing that the male painting was pointing the other opposite way, I immediately rushed there without confirming. And so and so, it happened when I went out, I was surprised to see a lady washing her hands... She was shocked herself I bet. So we all went out and the lady argued I was in the wrong place. Trying to cover myself, I said she got it wrong while pointing to the painting. She gave me a blank disgusted look and went in. Realizing something was wrong, I cabut.
I only realized I was the wrong one when I consulted my bro. LOL, its a good thing I ran away but I think my face has been already blacklisted. Sheesh.
Hmm, being here in Singapore, I wonder if I'm to jail for this. I guess I won't be going there anytime soon. I will definitely remember this invaluable lesson. Some experience to start the damn day. How stupid and embarrasing can it be?

Gibber of the Day

So yeah, I haven't been posting that often lately... I've been worrying too much (on others things) that I've been neglecting not only this blog but some aspects in life like my well-being. LoL. Its like waking up from a huge hangover. No lah. Jokin' on that one.
My life is currently teh shit. Be bloggin again sometime. Peace.