December 18, 2008

In the spirit of giving

They sang, "You'd better not cry, you'd better not shout, you'd better not pout, I'm telling you why... Santa Claus is coming to town..."

Today is a happy day. Because I'm Santa Claus to at least one person in Junction 8. Specifically, the aunty who helped herself to my handphone that was lying on top of the toilet paper holder while I was washing my hands outside. Apparently, Christmas trees come in all shapes!

Because nobody ever died from losing a mobile phone (though I'm sure many have felt like ending their life for losing all the contacts in the address book), I have very quickly accepted the loss. It's how uncanny the whole situation was that I'm still a little baffled about. Suffice to say that when something is meant to be lost, it doesn't really matter how fast your reaction time is.

Hmm, that last sentence seems applicable to loss of a relationship too eh?

Anyway! I feel more pained that I lost the messages that I've very selectively saved... from Emman (especially those he sent me when I was in Germany and the lame-cheesy ones) and Wenn (Yesh... I save some of your smses too... those 'romantic' ones lor... hoho). The contacts too, I guess. But that, I can collect again. I'm also sorry that I lost the new handphone strap that Emman bought for me, together with my Nokia.

Sigh...

But it's ok... it's not a totally irrecoverable loss, whereas on the other hand, the loss of the LoTR bookmark was a more fuck-up loss (I still secretly wish whoever took it is on his/her way to decay like Smeagol to Gollum... wahahaha!). So, in the fucking spirit of giving, I make myself feel better by thinking I'm Santa Fucking Claus to one aunty. That's ok, that's really okay.

Last but possibly the most constructive, just in case one day, you find yourself asking security guards where the nearest coin phone is...
- if you are at Ngee Ann City Basement 2, near the fountain, the nearest coin phone is just beside FANCL.
- if you are at Far East Plaza Level 1, the nearest coin phone is at the third shop after turning right to the row of shops facing the road.

I didn't cry, I didn't shout... shit! I pouted. So, no Christmas prezzie for me tis year? Oh, fuck it!

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:54