30 May 2010

I lost my handphone. I FUCKING LOST MY HANDPHONE. People, don't call me or message me okay.

I don't know if I dropped it, or someone took it, or what. I can't find it at home, I can't find it on my dad's car.

I was hoping that it's somewhere around the house. But it's pretty unlikely since I went upstairs the first thing when I came home from Gurney, and I can't find it anywhere in my room.

AND when my dad tried calling my phone just now, it said "person is unavailable". Great. GREAT. What the fuck. Confirmed my worst fears already.

ARGH. HOW COME!!!! I called my dad like, 10 minutes before he arrived to fetch me home. Then we went to Beads Zone. I didn't touch anything. Then we went to the toilet. I probably dumped my phone into my bag or something. I didn't leave it there.

Then we went home. Maybe I dropped it while I was running to my dad's car. I DON'T FUCKING KNOW. Or someone took it while we were going down the escalator. EVERY SINGLE THING in my bag is still there. Except my phone. Even if I held the phone in my hand, it's still supposed to be there/here/whatever, because I held it with my Guardian voucher, and my Guardian voucher is still with me now.

Shit. Now I don't have a phone. The holidays. Oh God.

Thank God my phone isn't new or a particularly good phone. It's pretty lousy, in fact. BUT there's a great deal of money inside. Not a GREAT deal, but not little. RM50+ I think. THANK THANK THANK GOD I sent RM25 to my sister recently, and RM50 to Chiew Na earlier. Or else.

WHAT THE FUCK.

Maybe my phone is under my bed. And it ran out of battery. Hence the "unavailability". FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.