"You never know when it will strike you, and you will never it will ever hit you.No matter how much you take care of something, just one instance, just that one moment of carelessness, will cost you. They don't give a fuck at how much effort you thrown to take care of the things you love ; all they care about is getting quick cash through the hardship of other"Fuck thieves. I know in these tough and rough times where the economy seems to be on a rollercoaster (the US citizens are partly to be blamed for this), its hard to get a decent job to serve food for the family. But why? Why must you degrade yourself to the point of getting mocked, angered and best of all, CURSED by every single human being that has rational thoughts on the issue of
[Right vs Wrong].Things started out as any other Monday can ever be.
A mundane Monday. Since UiTM has enforced the ruling of 'Parkir Pelajar di Padang Kawad', I was forced to find alternative parkings (I aint gonna wait for the fucking bus that would only get my punch card be in the RED, risk my car at a place only reachable by bus and adding to that, my classes finish at around 9pm on average, so by that time, there won't be any friggin busses to ferry me to by bloody car you faggots of administration!) even at the cost of getting
[surat cinta] PEGAWAI KESELAMATAN (fuck this title, you not even keeping UiTM safe from anything).
With no lunch (cafeteria was so faraway from my office), I was forced only to eat
Gardenia Butterscotch bread throughout the
whole day, and by 4pm, I was fucking hungry. But I cant go back just yet, I have another class from 5pm to 830pm. So again Im in class. Hunger and desperation kicks in.
I'd kill a horse and flame roast it if I must, but Mawar would just kill me later for eating a horse. Waiting for the clock to tick at 830pm can never be so tiresome. My stomach was still empty, I was damn thirsty, and to add it up, yes, I had another [surat cinta] from those people who are supposed to keep UiTM safe
(hey, kes kecurian kat Mawar, Perindu, sume ada lagi kot! Where are you guys when these things happen? The grevious injury case that happened last year is also still fresh due to your mistake, you so called PEGAWAI KESELAMATAN).Class ended, and all I can ever think about is
FOOD.
I had totally forgotten all about the bags I was carrying, so I just lugged them in between the passenger and driver seat (bad mistake!). Took my girlfriend out for dinner at Kelana Jaya, I reached the place by 930pm.
Parked my car in front of a Clinic that has a tuition centre above it. The operating hour of the clinic ends at 10pm.
So everything was fine. Ate my dinner, had a good laugh, and headed back to my car at
1015pm. Disenganged the alarm, opened the door, entered my car, closed the door --
ONLY THEN IT STRUCKED ME ;Me: "You, nape I rasa kete I cam cerah semacam je"Her: "YOU! Cermin kete kena pecah!!!"Me: "What the fuck?! Celaka la!!"A clean job; the thief (or thieves) smashed my rear quarter panel window to pieces, cut through my tint layer. While I was grieving for the damage, the question suddenly sprang --
"Anything stolen bro?" --
YES,
my 3 year old enduring, reliable, all storing Compaq Presario V2000 laptop was missing from where it sits just now.
Fuck it. Not only I must repair the fucking damage, now I have to make do without a fucking laptop? Fuck you man! All those thieves and robbers and other criminals in the world -- GO TO HELL, DIE QUICKLY. You made my week a terrible one. And I curse you til the end of time, even if I have to go to hell with all of you.I lost
4gb of stored photos from my first semester til the final of my Degree,
documents which included [cases - assignments - moot submission - precedents - notes]. Basically, I lost my work station. And a rear quarter window glass. And now Im left dumbstrucked.
Which is why I've been having a hard time trying to focus on my work.
Currently I'm a Temporary Occupation License (TOL) holder for my brothers' and my beloveds' laptop. Work load has been piling up to the brink of losing my mind, and I'm so lucky to have these people loan me their laptop.
My parents dont want to know any shit about me needing a laptop. Guess they're still pissed off with the incident. And I understand why, so I just have to move with the flow.
That piece of equipment has been with me for over 3 years.
I take pride in the way I take care of it, I've never left it in the boot or in any place without supervision.
I only made one, JUST ONE small error, and now its gone. I dont hope much from the Police Report I made. For all I know, the Laptop could now have been disassembled for parts.
I dont mind you taking away the monitor, the keyboard, the processor nor chipset. If possible, I just want the hard disk back intact. But it's a longshot wish, and logically speaking, it would never happen unless by miracle a suspect is apprehended and my laptop is in his/her stash of stolen items. Hopes sometimes are meant to only bring you down.I now have to accept the reality of learning an expensive lesson, the hard way. I just hope none of my friends, even those who are reading this blog, will ever be faced with this hardship in their life. Had my share of letting it out. Peace out people.