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i lost my handphone. how idiotic. the stupid 7-eleven plastic bag. now all i get from cycling at sentosa is bad memories =((.

had to walk the whole of the bike trail from the ferry terminal to look for it. but there was nothing lor. so tiring.

isn't it such a coincidence that my brother got his new handphone the day i lost mine?

anyway, thanks to zhimin, mel and davina for helping me to look for the phone (x. and zm for telling your father. and for davina for helping to cancel the line and offering me to use her spare phone. and mel: i don't really care if u hit my butt lah. (=

my mother didn't scold me. she just said that we'll get the sim card on friday. well i dunno what kinda phone i'm getting next. must be some shitty one. heh. that's okay. shall not waste my mother's money if i lose it then.

so anyway, since i also lost all the phone numbers, when you sms me in the future, make sure you put your name cos i really can't remember numbers well, just the zm's is 913***** heh. thats all my poor memory can remember.