I think.. I just lost my photo stickers/neoprints/whatever you wanna call it.
all of them.
ALLLL, as in the one I took with my best mate
chui shin before stepping out of malaysia for a new journey of my life;
with my
oz friends when I was amazingly bloated;
with my
ex school mates who are now scattered all over the world where I think that's the only time we are willing to squeeze into the small booth and camwhore together;
with the
3 gals in my life who form the group
8linai with me =.=;
with
hometown friends who are never in the same school with me;
with my
sister and mom;
with
sying where we accidentally clicked the wrong button and it turns out like a passport photo;
with
akasia 1515 hommies which we took in a rush;
with
my beloved intecian buddies where
chao tung looks terribly funny as if he saw ghost or something;
and..
the one taken in Auckland with
Aucky peeps (duh..), although the quality is real bad, our expressions are so uniform and funny;
taken in
Welly with the
hotties and 2 ma lat lous, I really love those ones we really look very nice in it!
the one and only one taken with
another contributor of this blog, you know who, which I treasure very much despite the fact we look fugly in ALL of them due to our jakun-ness in handling a neoprint machine haih, then we immediately cut and divide the neoprint as fast as we could before others could see them haha.
the thing is..
I bought a new purse last week, and happily transferring them into the new glamorous purse. I think they must have somehow slipped out when I was trying to get some pennies out of my purse a few days ago in the mall,
to buy birthday cake for my housemate? to buy iced choc from gloria jeans? to buy my lunch? to buy fruits to cook desserts? to buy material for designing a mask?I totally have no idea.
I just realised their heart-breaking absence last night at 2, when I was so sick of mugging for thurs' test, and thought of taking them out to have a look.
it was such a
wrong time to discover such sad tragedy because there was nobody to talk to. After searching the entire room, I started to get panic. When I heard someone's opening her door, I went out and looked at my housemate and told her I've lost my photo stickers. *sobs*
she looked at me, with toothbrush in her mouth, stunned for a few secs, and asked,
"err.. photo stickers? important?"then I knew I was talking to the wrong person.
those are NOT JUST photo stickers!! those were evidence of remarkable memories I once had with all my love ones. sigh.
but of coz she cannot be blamed, who would expect to see her housemate coming to her in the middle of night with such a pale look, because of err.. photo stickers?
I couldn't study anymore I forced myself to bed. but as expected I couldn't sleep as well. feeling tense with things coming up this week and the series of unfortunate events that NEVER stop happening WTFwtfbbqwtf.
and I think I have left lysozyme on my pillow cover.
And I suddenly came to understand that when any problem occurs, we need to find some way to express it, one way or another, preferably someone to talk to, then everything will seem to be okay.
On the other hand, a very small incident like such can be amplified into a big one.. if you can't find the right way to let it out.
when I faced the biggest failure in my life, which I happened to know it in Auckland, I couldn't stop crying profusely for hours, no kidding I think big eyes come with richly supplied lacrimal gland hahahaha.
But because of
a gal who just turns 21 a few days ago, who hugged me whenever tears running down my cheeks, cooked me maggie, telling the same thing over and over again just to encourage me, and also
Boon Roger Xtine Chaotung Yeefang who occupied me with loads of jokes and fun all the time, I felt better within days, even before leaving Auckland. Even though I know I have to face the problem anyway by myself, I have the motivation and courage, surprisingly.
and now
those were just photo stickers I feel deflated.
I told another friend this morning, her first reaction was
how about the one we took in blablabla, I said yea it's lost too, she scolded me
babi, how could u lose it! without a second thought.
aih. if you think I'm exaggerating, you can prolly stop reading, seriously. I dont really now y I'm writing such boring post, just feel like shouting it out.
whatever, it's my blog anyway blah.
this picture has no direct relation with this post, this blog and the bloggers.let's take neoprints again, okay peeps? Please say yes pleaseeee *insert humongous innocent eyes*
whoever find my neoprints, I'll give a naked photo of Sarah as reward! WOOOOOO
no I'm not serious you fool.
okay I promise I'll post something more interesting once my test is over AND I feel better okay? interesting like.. masquerade I attended last week?
meanwhile, click
here to read a different version of this blog. u'll lurve it =)
warning: heavy vulgar language involved.
Labels: emoism., rants
