Losing streak

I'm on a losing streak. No, it's not like in a race or something. I'm losing expensive possessions.

First, my 10-month-old standing fan decided to terminate its services on a freaking hot July day, leaving me in the sweltering heat and an inch closer to exploding in frustration. The heat was (and still is) terribly unpleasant, and it didn't help that the electrical stores around the vicinity all ran out of stocks due to the maniac shoppers sweeping up all the appliances in the pre-GST hike sale over the weekend. It's the worst timing ever; but my fan died and I had to travel all the way downtown to get a replacement. In the end, I forked out up to $50 to get a new fan and to transport it back to my apartment at the other end of the country. But, it seems, losing the fan wasn't the worst that could happen.

Yesterday morning, I lost my 4-Gigabyte mp3 player to a petty thief. I had taken a 10-hr night bus back to my hometown, and upon reaching the bus terminal, I was still asleep. Jolted awake from the glaring lights, I groggily and hurriedly gathered my blanket and bag and alighted the bus without checking my seat. As I walked away from the bus, I saw a male passenger (from my bus) glancing at my direction, but did not think too much about it. Until I was approximately 15m away from the bus, I realized I had left my mp3 player on my seat. At that moment, I became very frantic (and WIDE awake) and started running back to the bus to retrieve it. Much to my horror, it was no longer on my seat. I started searching the bus frantically, but it just wasn't there!! Which is not possible IF no one had taken it!! I became terribly upset as the bus driver told me probably the last passenger had taken it. As the second last person to alight the bus, I recalled the last person to get off was the man who had glance in my direction when I walked away. Getting off the bus, I scanned the bus terminal frantically for the man, but he was gone! I ran up to the bus counter to check if he had dropped it in the lost and found, but there was none! That guy had stolen my player! And he knew it was my possession because he saw me leaving the bus and the player on my seat. And he just stole it! The thought that he intentionally stole it and did not return the player to me when he so obviously could have upset me so much I started sobbing. How could someone be so mean?????? It's a shame a fellow Malaysian had stooped so low!

I wasn't that upset about losing the player, but rather all the files inside the player. And it really angered me that such petty, shallow and uncivilized individual existed. For stealing something so important to me, I hope he rots in hell.

That b*****d ruined homecoming day.

～みはる～