and so it is. I finally had some other 'excitement' to my life. I became a victim to the act of stealing. A whole bag taken away. Left with myself and my pencil case and my water bottle and my sweater. And jaw-dropped. Unbelieving. Yet still believing there was still some good around and that someone will return my bag to me. but no. At least for now, not yet. See, I'm still hoping.

My handphone. Gone. One thing thankful, I've all my contacts in my laptop.
My wallet. IC, ATM card, Ezlink, Cashcard, Sch access card. A card from Joyce. Some cash.
My hall key. with a Mickey Mouse keychain from Mag. And a cross from Sunday class.
MP3 player. Though not branded, but it was nevertheless a working mp3 player.
A clear folder with some written French notes. AH this I don't care.
ProjectShopBloodBros pouch. Inside, a lip balm. and small bottle of perfume (Irresistible Givenchy!) from 19/03.
A5 Muji notebook. From Abby for my birthday.
The bag, 37 Degrees, from Shu and Sinyee.

It's frustrating that an university student did this. well okay, like many suggested, maybe they were in 'need'? I really don't know. I just know I'm treating this like charity. forced charity, perhaps.

Anyway I say 'they' because I am not the only one. My friend, who is also a french classmate, who is also my hall next door neighbour, is also a victim. Stolen at the same time. Same pile of bags. And just those of ours taken. Stolen. Just lost, and dazed.

I can get through it. Mere material possessions, right?
But the sentimental value.
And the suddenness of it all. That there was no mental preparation. 'No goodbyes'. Just gone. And I'll never see those stuff again. never feel them again. never have to worry how dirty my bag is becoming. or if an sms came in. or if i have cash.
I mean, they CAN be replaced, of course. but it won't be exactly the same.
And I know I will forget those old feelings and sensations. Of course, I will. Those are mere material possessions.
And I should.

Oh for goodness sakes, it's not even someone dying. But.
Ah.. I'm an emotional wreck.

Oh Lord, help me to forgive. And not to cling onto these earthly possessions.