People. Do not sms me or anything yerh? You can wait for my reply forever if you want to. I'm not replying. Because I can't la. Because I bloody lost my phone((: Probably left it in that stupid 169 bus. Ahh.

I was terrified at first. Ah. My phone. My phone with the uniquely cracked screen and.. shit. All my friends' numbers are inside. Oh no!! Summie's number!!!! I can't sms him anymore! )': Not that I do. But all his crappy text messages I had bloody saved in my inbox, now gone. Ouf. This is even suckier than I thought.

The only number I memorized was Atiqah's. And Twins'. Shit. Ow man. I suuck.

And whoever has my phone now, he/she sucks too. I tried calling, but my phone was switched off. I was really hoping someone cute had picked up my phone and waiting for me to call and then we'll meet and he'll return my phone and then.. you know. Yeh. But NO.

Guess that only happens in the movies. Fucking movies.

I'm having a hard time trying to recall Hannan's number. He had asked for clues Miss Tan gave for Geography and I said I would call him when I get home(I was at the vet when he text). Now I'm home and I'm bullshit. Hang on in there, dawg! Erm. Hang on?

Dejavu. Because I remembered texting Atiqah using Lina's phone, and feeling completely numb. And I remembered looking at myself in the mirror and laughing at myself after that. Because it seemed it happened before. Erm. You get it? As in, I had a dejavu of having a dejavu?

Syak needs the computer now and I need to go study Geography and do something about my Malay. But I can't mug in peace knowing my phone is lost and momma's going to kill me, and Hannan's waiting for my call and for all I know, Summie is trying to text me and.. Okie. That? Impossible.

I know I've thought of cutting off my phone line (anyway, like I've told you, the screen is cracked and the buttons are not working right so what's the point of holding onto it? even though i find the crack really cool) but very sayang ar.

But bright side? Now I don't have to deal with sleepless nights debating with myself whether or not I should cut my phone line(: And momma and I don't have to pay the phone bills((: And that means more money put aside for allowance and cats' vaccination and probably a new Dicsman((((:

But my phone is a great sentimental value to me..): It's been with me through thick and thin, through rain and shine, through bulls and elephants and whatever it is to do with it is.. fuck I want my phone back!

Nar. This is what I get for being careless. Got to be responsible for my own stupid mistakes.

I hope momma's in a good mood when she comes back from work later(:

Wish me all the best, guys.