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Sunday, January 29
9:58 PM



i miss my wallet.
fancy crying over it.
it haunts my mind every night.
it's everything t me.
i donnt mind giving half my
angpow money for the wallet.
it holds memories.
thinking of the wallet makes
me pour my sorrow of losing it.
each tear that flows from my very eyelid,
represents a million times,
how much it meant t me.
nd how much i miss it.
nd how much i want it t come back.


how cruel the person can get.
not t return the wallet t me.
sigh. i hope he/she doesnt
dispose it in the chute.
its gonna be the end then.


i hate yishun interchange.
i hate bus 812 like crazy.
i hate yishun safra.
i hate yishun police station.
i hate bishan's breadtalk.
i hate the cakes i was carrying.
i hate the bun i was munching.
i hate all of them.

it wouldnt have happened,
if the above didnt exist.
ND IF ONLY I WAS INFORMED
THAT CAPTAIN'S BALL WAS
CANCELLED.



sigh.
i want my wallet.
only my wallet.