Tragedy

The previous post was posted from my beloved laptop on last last Wednesday night and that was also my last time using it. I guess you know what happened ya? Everything is gone on Thursday. That is super duper sad okay? I took days to get over it. At the very moment that Grace and I saw the semi-destroyed wooden door, you can see how mature Grace is and how immature am I. Although physically I look like her older sister but when it comes to mentally, she somehow looks way more mature than I do. She scolded me for not being so sentimental, which is true.I learned something from her. She is an extraordinary secondary school girl.

So, the favourite necklace and bracelet of mine is gone. No point crying, it's gone. I thought I can forget about it but even days after that tragedy, I still dream about them. I dreamed that they came back to me, or I missed out that they were actually placed in another place. How funny! and it was not only once but many times, which is weird. After that incident, I have nightmares almost every night, even until now. The whole family is paranoid. Inconsiderate people in the neighbourhood still do not want to pay the security fee to hire security guards. What can we do? People are not taking precautions. They will regret when something bad happen to them.

I swear that this is the worse thing that ever happened to me! Curse those bastard to the MAX.

That is the only thing I can do perhaps? Police can't help. They don't even bother help. Taking down the Identification Card number is the only thing that they can do. Yum seng with the Policemen!!! Having a conversation with a policeman is the toughest thing ever, I don't know how to communicate in BM and he doesn't know how to speak English. What a shame on me! That is the reason why the first row of my SPM results slip is B+ . DAMN!!!