Official Thank You Entry: Idiot Got Lucky

When was it that I last blogged about losing my wallet?
Don't think it was too long ago.

I did it again. WHAT, AGAIN?!

I was pretty sure it was stolen because I used it to enter the LRT station but when I wanted to exit at the one at CCK, OOPS, NO WALLET.

WALLET WHEREEEEE?!?!?

Rummaged through my bag but found nothing.
Nearly murdered myself in public but luckily I'm cool enough. Lose wallet cannot lose seh somemore lah, if not I'll be left with nothing.

Stewed at home in self-annoyance having lost my wallet for the second time in the same year. Seriously, one day I'm going to lose myself in the crowd or something. DON'T EVER HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH ME 'COS I'M DUMB AND I'M AN IDIOT WHO WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF ANYTHING PROPERLY.

Attempted to murder myself again at home with Hersheys' Kisses overdose, trying to get happy with chocolate consumption. I NEED TO GET OVER MY LOSS.

THEN I SAW THE STRANGER AT THE DOOR AND HE HAS SOMETHING GREEN IN HIS HAND.
I saw a halo above his head, then a halo above his mum's whom he said saw me drop my wallet.

Don't ask me how I dropped it without realising it lah. Damn paisay already you know.

His name is Mike.
He could have just left it at the LRT station office or the nearest police post or did whatever was more convenient but NO. HE BROUGHT IT TO MY DOORSTEP.

And the photo on my I.C. isn't even pretty. It was taken during Secondary school a.k.a. complete with short curly hair and gender-suspicious.

I want to have a halo above my head too.
Please Mike or somebody, drop your wallet so that I can bring it to your doorstep.

Ok bye.