The Runaway Belongings
And i mean it literally.
Belongings doesnt seem to like me. Universally, i am acknowledged as the worst forgetter ( is there such a word) in the whole world. If there is such a job forgetting things, i would climb up the corporate ladder and become the CEO in a flash.Add that to my serious ignorance issues ( i had serious discussion about this with a fellow friend) then i am champ definitely in the department.
Maybe thats why belongings have a penchant to dissappear within my care. I have not given them enough love, care and attention.
Recently, ( now not too recent) my handphone broke down. Fine. but i never have the urge to get a new one regardless of all the trouble that i caused to those wh
o wanted to contact me.
then i get a new simcard, which i have to add my friend bought it and gave it to me. Fine. But i dont seem to bother to register the number untill now.
In the end, my handphone is left lying around at home beacuse i considered that communication is not that important when it is.
Last Tuesday, i lost my wallet. yes, the whole package including ID card, student card, ATM card, Touch and Go card , ( this one pisses me off because I JUST RELOAD THEM), library card and license. Three days have passed and i dont feel anything other than feeling bothersome because now i had to carry coins ( which i had saved meticulously) everywhere i go since i had no money and ATM card).Also, i felt a little frustrated because i cannot claim all the deposits after i finished CIMP since my student card and library card were no longer with me.But thats about it, no remorse, or sad or anything of the sort. If i cannot survive, maybe then i broke down but the problematic thing is , i am still alive.
If anything can make me cry, that must be really BIG.Like if i cannot get rice when i always eat rice at home ( i foresee this event in the next coming years).Or i cannot eat because i dont have any money and i feel really, really hungry.
Untill now,i havent called the bank to cancel my card, lodge a police report for my missing ID, go to the JPJ to get a new license,or even informing the college that i lost my student card
See, seriousness of an incident doesnt down on me very well. Some say that they are jeaolus with me because i have no feelings and i will stay comfortably relaxed and calm even if the house crumbles down.But sometimes , we need to care.Less sensitivity had its own disadvantages, say, i will never know that people are mad at me unless they told me right in the face " You make me mad".Once, i had a big fight with a friend, but the next day i just came up to her and making small talk as if nothing happened. Realistically guys, of course after fighting you must be in no-talking terms for three days but save for my insensitivity, i just dont see the need to prolong something of less importance rather than asking the girl wether she wants to go eat at DM first or pray first.
Someone please try to make me come to my senses that losing a wallet is a serious issue. Same as not having a hostel card for nearly a year now. And also for not having a handphone.
P/s - If there is a moment that i hated time the most, it will be during calculus test.
April 20th, 2007 at 4:50 am
you lost your wallet? *pause*. and you’re not freaking out?*second pause*. well, i think that’s a good thing. freaking out about stuff like that often makes us(read:me) lose all rationality and we become this nerve-wrecked crying bags cursing the world and shouting to the wallet(as if it were there and as if it were a person)’Why did u go missing?! why?! u stupid inconsiderate wallet, i hate u!’. so yeah. i consider u a better person for not doing that.
but seriously, go lah lapor to the bank about ur missing atm :p and too bad about the touch n go.
same thing goes for the lack-of-abundant-sensitivity thing too. well, yes, maybe some people would find it exasperating when you come up to them like nothing happened after a fight, but isn’t that the better thing to do? why waste emotion and energy for trivialities like giving each other the cold shoulder?(that is so darjah tiga tak-nak-kawan-dengan-dia,man.)
nani, go get ur hostel card. all this while you’ve been banking on the fact you have the face of a bonafied student-living-in-condo. but what if they change the security guard into someone who’s a lot more suspicious? habis. nana rani will take over your room and you’ll have to go sleep kat library or wherever.
oh,and do i even have to mention about the phone thing? i, who has yanked out handfuls of hair out of my scalp out of frustration of locating u?heh.
April 20th, 2007 at 5:00 am
ya Allah,panjangnye. sorry about that, didn’t realize i was compulsively typing too much.
July 9th, 2007 at 7:17 am
reminds of the cecelia ahern’s novel: a place called here.
it’s all about the missing things.
November 29th, 2009 at 3:34 am
Hey,, I’m really sorry for that…I hope you feeling better..