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Bitched on: Saturday, September 30, 2006
Time: 9/30/2006 02:32:00 AM
Thanks for the overwhelming e-mails of support as well as those words of encouragement on my tagboard...Time: 9/30/2006 02:32:00 AM
But to those who deemed this all too melodramatic and think that I was overreacting, SCREW YOU.
Just wait till this happens to you.
Lets see you try not to lose your composure or nerves.
Or that you won't be left shaking in your knees.
I know it has been a few days but I still keep having horrific flashbacks everytime I hear a bike.
This, along with other things like the sight of a handphone or (get this) a 'mat'!
I can't help it but these seemingly insignificant things will just trigger all the bad memories.
And it was worst just after that incident, back at my hotel room. I had asked my friend to throw an empty can of soft drink away for me.
So I extended my hand with the can to him. And when he was about to take it away, all those feelings kept rushing into me.
Like it was deja vu minus everything else...
I was so shaken I almost dropped the can.
And its hard to completely erase all these irrational fears when the absence of my phone kepts reminding me of it.
Cause I depend on my phone for almost everything.
I use it to see the time (I hate wearing watches).
I use it to take impromptu snapshots of things I find nice (I'm a photographing 'weirdo').
I use its alarm clock function and calender.
And I have to use its reminder function very often.
Heck, I even depend on the phone's calculator.
Not to mention, I have been uncontactable since the day I came back to Singapore.
And I'm not intending to get another phone anytime soon though my family members have been bugging me to get one.
(And I'm also sick of my sisters' constant jibes at me about my 'stupidity' and my crying episode.)
Just let me wallow in self-pity and leave me alone.
I just need a time-out from having a phone.
And I'm still traumatised...
PS: See here for pictures of my trip to Kuala Lumpur.
Some of the camera-whoring pictures really made my day (pre-theft, of course).
Like these street-fighter ones;
Labels: handphone, snatch theft
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