So guess what? My weekend Singapore trip is cancelled. Why? Because I think I must be cursed. Let's review what has happened over the past 2 months:

1. My camera fell off it's tripod thus rendering it's lens, spoiled.
2. Barricaded in tuition toilet/room.
3. Food poisoning rendering me useless for 3 days.

And then something happened last night after BM tuition. (I swear, I think that place is cursed or full of bad juju.) Following story will have lots racist comments and prejudice against a certain race, please refrain from reading if you are easily offended. Kthnx.


Mother and I had just returned from class and she handed me the keys to unlock the gate. Just as I was going to do so, two Indian dudes on a motorcycle drove by. I know they are Indian because it was just after 9.30 pm and who can see Indians in the night anyway because they are so black?

They asked my mother if this was SS2, feeling suspicious I just kept quiet, my mother decided to be smart, though she was suspicious too and said yes. Then suddenly, one of those assholes jumped down and proceeded to grab for my mother's bag. Both of us ended up yelling and I was so stunned I couldn't move to at least like throw some sand at his face. As we were struggling, our neighbours came out to look at the commotion, then the guy got scared, pulled out like this long pole/parang, at that point my mother figured it was a lost cause and let go. They drove away and we ran inside the house. It was at that moment, I realised we forgot to take the number plate. I felt like kicking myself.

You know what gets me? I'm not particularly racist, but I can be when I want to. You know what I hate? Indian people. You know what I hate even more? Poor Indian people. Not the type who are really really poor and appeal to the newspapers kind of poor. But the poor who have to resort to stealing and robbing innocent people. I hate poor Indian people. They are a scum to society. You know where I think they come from? Those block of low cost housing somewhere nearby Jasmine Towers. You know what I think? I don't think they deserve to be housed. We're not the only ones either, dear Samantha Lau herself was robbed by a snatch thief, but thank god she's smart and strong. I'm neither. You know what I hope? Shortly after robbing us, two those scums ran into a lorry and died on the scene. But you know, with my luck, it probably wont happen.

SAMANTHA LAU, WHEN YOU GO TO COURT WITH THAT ASSHOLE WHO ROBBED YOU, I HOPE YOU WIN AND PUT HIS BLACK ASS INTO JAIL WHERE HE BELONGS. FUCK HIS MOTHER WHO APPEALED TO YOU. FUCK HER. FUCK HER. FUCK HER FOR RAISING A SHIT SON AND HER SHIT PARENTING SKILLS.

You know, I've never had a problem with the poor or Indian people until now. I think they're smart, they know they're black and it's night, so no one can see them.

My mother is damn angry now cause there was 700+ inside that bag plus some foreign currency for tomorrow and her IC/license. I am damn pissed because the cute little red coin purse I bought for her in Tokyo together with the cute little crystal owl handphone strap thingy I bought for her in Fukushima are gone. GONE. JUST LIKE THAT. YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE OR NOT?? 3500 YEN COIN PURSE + 750 YEN CRYSTAL STRAP = 4250 YEN = RM 129.31!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE PICTURES OF IT FOR MEMORIES!!!! WHEN WILL BE THE NEXT TIME I GO TO JAPAN I ASK YOU?!?!?!! HUH?!?!?!?! AND THAT CRYSTAL OWL?? MY HOST PARENTS PURPOSELY DROVE ME TO THAT CRYSTAL WAREHOUSE JUST SO I COULD BUY SOUVENIRS. I DAMN PISSED I TELL YOU.

DAMN FUCKING PISSED. THIS IS PROOF THAT NO GOD EXISTS. I HATE YOU ALL. KARMA, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS, HUH??!!? HUH??!?!!?