So far, I'm surviving. Let not my silence fool you.

Let's do this in bullet form. Just because my memory is faulty. No, my life is THAT mundane. So it can be summed up using bullet forms.

• I'm studying. Doing assignments. Yes, full-time nursing.

• Spent Valentine's Day with a friend.
  

• Doing breakfast kitchen duty everyday.
• Work. Work. Work. (You get my drift)
  
• Lost my purse. (Got stolen, few weeks back.)

• Took stupid photos. (That's one from the many taken)
  
• Spending most of my time in my room, reading, with music, talking to Dumber & Dumbest, on the phone with mume and him, doing assignments, think. (You know)
• Facebook-ing.
  
• Falling asleep when talking to both of the aforementioned. Yes, incoherent.
• Contemplating on things.
• Thinking
• Taking the buses that are so unreliable sometimes.
  
• Met Lalita, she's nice.
• Calling a few back home.
  

That's pretty much how it is. I'd have a better one, soon. Just so you are updated, Audrey. (: I miss you..

Judge me.

Sit higher.

Bear that trident of yours. It seems like a pitchfork.

I see you, High and Mighty.

I won't bow down. I won't look.

No, wait. I should be decapitated for doing so. Forgive me. I believe my pleas fall on ears that don't understand the word - compassion and pity.

I had enough.

I won't bleed. I won't tear.

I am smiling. So there.

Tear me down.

Bring me down.

I won't be your puppet. I'd stand. Loathe me. Hate me. I'd bless you. No, not being cynical. Nor sarcastic. I am being earnest. Honest. Something that might be so foreign to those like you, and I'm sorry you can't understand that.

A new chapter.


A new entry.

Turn the page, won't you? I believe, it is now, pages, not just a page.

Counting today, shy of five days, I’d be here in the driest state of the driest continent of the world for nearly a month. Yes, time has once streaked past me, as always. The days have been days of lessons, new experiences and self searching. Arriving here on a blustery Monday morning and met with a 12ºC weather and strong winds that literally blew me off balance after nearly 7 hours of flight was, well, unexpected, very unexpected if I’d say so myself. Seeing Flinders Range while thousands of feet above the ground was relief. I was actually glad knowing that I’d land not long. Before the flight, during the flight, met a few people, even actors. (Another story for another day, I believe. Hehe) The flight was emotional draining. I cried like some blubbering fool from the departure gate in KIA until I was well above the night skies. It was hard. Leaving home, leaving things behind. Funny, now when I think back on it, I find myself aching so much yet glad that I’m doing my best to look forward now. When I reached here, I went to my room, (fondly referred to know as my abode, for me the hermit) with Gerard in a backpack, two luggage and two boxes on my floor of my room strewn, it was just overwhelming. I had to sit down on the floor and take a few deep breaths, yes, I was that distraught. Now, it’s a place where I come back to and yea, practically spend most of my time in.

Days past, got used to the UNPREDICTABLE weather, the people, the mealtimes, the meals (yes, I eat and I’m missing food back home! Sighs.), lessons, sleeping times (still can’t sleep as much as I like), the place, the culture, using the currency (I do covert, rule number one, never covert all the time, else you’d be spending time counting more in your head than actually buying anything). Orientation was very educational and helpful, learned a lot of things of this place that I’ve come to like, the somewhat laidback feeling I find comfortable. I learned how to do A LOT of things I won’t be bothered to do back home, for example, BANKING (those that know me know how I can’t stand the whole hassle, but alas, I have to do it here myself, lessons, lessons, inevitable) and TAKING THE BUS! (Still not very used to the system, but hey, I’m getting there, give me time, I’ve been here for less than a month, cut me slack!) Those two are but a few things I’ve come to do myself.

Friends, yes, I’ve found a few. Quite a few I’d say. My batch, C9 is but a batch so varied in age, religion, race, culture. How so one asks? Well, we come from four different countries - China, Malaysia, The Philippines and Poland. A quick run through, Susie and Jackie are from China. Jovylyn, Romar, Laarni, Johnry, Michelle (the last three are cousins) are from the Philippines. Aga (her real name is really hard to spell and pronounce, so Aga it is) is from Poland. Last but not least, us, Malaysians, we are all Sarawakians (Yay! The Land of the Hornbills!) just that we’re all from different towns. Jeffrey is from Sibu. Suneeta is from Miri. Yieng Hung and Allan are from Sarikei. Joyce, Marilyn and I are from Kuching! And that’s just about our nationalities. (Perhaps I’d have another post just to describe them?)

Classes. What can I say? I’ve learned so much, and yes, it is not what I thought it’d be. I learned a lot about myself, my capabilities as well, and I love my classes so far. Classes are from 0900 to 1630 from Monday to Friday (except Tuesday which is until 1830, for English Class) Practical as well, I enjoy them. Tiring, but I’m amazed at how I find myself actually eager to learn. I’ve been to a few Nursing homes already, Parklyn, Aldgate Senior Day Center and today, Ananda.

So much learned in such a short span of time, that it’s mind boggling. Emotions, abundant if I’d say so myself.

A lot of things, if I were to really give a blow by blow account, that would just be too tedious for me and to be read, no?

More soon.

Teddy misses home..

How I feel?

Tired. Lethargic. Slept from the early morning until the late afternoon today. Fever came back. Delirious.

Saturday. Spent time with Melissa. She invited me to dinner. I, now, miss her. Her family was as usual, lol! Her brothers. Lol!! She's infectious with her bubbly exterior, as she always does. Thanks to Sheryl and him for spending time with her as well. Feelings aside, it was just really pleasant. There was the blackout throughout the city. It was beautiful albeit a bit chaotic. The stars were beautiful..

Sunday, was spent getting things. Got my external hard disk. And waiting for my laptop to be shipped here soon. Dell Vostro 1300. Might type the specs here soon? Got my luggage. It looks big, but I doubt it'd be enough. Spent time with Sheryl and him. *smiles* Picked Anne up at the airport as well. Dreams.

Yesterday, did my urine test, didn't do it last Friday, due to certain reasons. Believe my medical forms are being courier over right now as I type. So crossing fingers about my visa being approved asap. Mum took time off to bring me to Dr. Kho's. She brought me to Causeway for dim sum, again. Then, I did chores. had Sheryl came by and went to get certain things for a certain project. *smiles* Watched her had lunch. And now, I'm craving foochow burgers again, and that fish pork siew mai. DIE! Anyways, she dropped by after work again, to talk. Thank Him for times as such. Listening to her talk with me on the floor with my chow chow. Comfort. Hope I was much comfort to her though.

Last night. Those dreams again. And dreams of my own. I didn't like them. Woke up with my pillow wet. At least, I had my chow chow. Was trying so hard not to call him and her. The details still vivid in mind. Managed to sleep again, but then, had another. Which was worse. It hurt, literally. So much for that. It darken the day. But I was shrugging things off. Or I tried.

Now. I'm numb.

I miss Brain.

Sick. Again.

Cramps. AGAIN.

FEVER. Again.

Nausea. Again.

I need sleep. Again.

Dreams, morning, afternoon, night. Again.

Met the physician. Again.

Didn't go to work. Again.

Forgot my 3hour dosage, again.

I don't want to go to work. YET AGAIN.

Can't get through the application. AGAIN!!!!

Frustrated. Again.


I miss brain. AGAIN. Heard from him yesterday. *smiles*

I miss him.. so tired of how things are.

I miss sheryl. Again.

Missing people. Again.

(Someone I love dearly says this word again so cutely, I just remembered. Now, I smile)


Again. Again. Again. Again. Funny how repetition can make that word don't seem like itself..

Spent at work.

Roller coasters rides inside.

Disappointments.

Dreams.

Frustrations.

Simplest delights of life.

Cherished moments spent with loved ones.

Doubts.

YGs and WCOs.

Sundaes.

Texts.

New gadget bought.

Used up first pay.

Amazing Grace. YFDO.

Now. So much to say. Will do so in time. This girl was here. Disoriented.

Murderous.

Back pain and cramps hand in hand.

Back pain that literally hurts so badly. Long day. Eventhough work is now half day, still tired after nearly 4 hours of work. His way of assuring me how patient I can be. Not testing my patience, just assuring me that way. I believe. Work is alright. Kids always have a way to make me smile as feisty or naughty they can be. So cute when they get all sorry (I believe they know they have such powers) and all sweet looking that I just sigh. Yes, they keep going on and on calling - MS JO.. Kids. *smiles* Workplace is nice. But, I'm trying to get used to things.. So yea.

Just got back from YG. S.S Empowered, Worship. *smiles* Great as usual. Led by Him. Showered with blessings. Attended mass before I attended YG. It rained, soothed. *smiles* Chu shared, Karen shared.. Assurance. (Seems like a word I used alot lately) Sheryl, thank you so very much, for just being you, for the hand on my lap, the squeeze when you held my fingers. I can't thank you more but I thank Him so much for you. Dearest, thanks.. for the prayers, I know you care, that suffices really. Tiffy as usual was very sweet to care. Ju's back from Aus, that girl, so cute. Haven't seen her in ages. Another night where I get questions lined up. Thinking cap where art thou? Lots of questions in my head now. Getting a headache. Embarrassed with myself actually. Suddenly, halfway through, just overwhelmed. And my back hurt so badly. I loathe my effing mocking tears. Vulnerability.

Physical pain, I can bear. I can put up with it. Nothing new. But this ache as days pass.. I can't really bear it. The days are alright. But come night.. I can't hold up just as well. The dreams. The intense emotions. The questions. The doubts. The pain. (Ah, eff it if anyone thinks I'm losing my marbles and getting emo just for the heck of it. It's not a freaking fad okay? It's human. It's how we are. So eff. We all have feelings. Don't stereotype, thank you.) It gets so suffocating at times. When I get up, (reluctantly mostly) I'd feel devoid of feelings that are positive. There is just this gaping black void. The emotions from dreams not of mine lingers. It drains.. It sometimes, takes control of me. That's how weak I am, mentally, spiritually.

When I jolted up early this morning today, the wee hours as usual from one of those dreams,(one time too many during my sleep), drenched with sweat, gripped with fear, anger, hurt, sorrow. And the worst one, HATE. Hate that I don't understand. Hate that was coursing through my veins that didn't belong to me. My pillow, wet with tears that were shed not on my own accord. My limbs cold but shaking as if they really were part of those whose lives I was living in those moments during the dreams.. I was disoriented. I was scared. I was pleading on Him to give me a sign. I sat up. While I did so, I knocked my bible off my bed. I reached down and held it in my hands. It was warm. Flipped it open.. and reassurance He gives. I was not alone.. I never am. Tears came, happy ones. Peace envelopes. Here's what He showed me..


Give me strength.. They say, ask and you shall receive. I'm asking. Give me strength. I need sleep. I need to understand. If you will it, let me understand. I need You so. Give me strength. Help me let go and just let you guide me. Ease this pain, the physical one, and especially the ache in my heart I feel so much lately. Take care of them, those I love so very much, those I just can't bear to leave, please. I can't just do this. Give me the strength to let go. To trust you. To leave them in Your Loving Arms. I need You. Give me strength. Be my shelter. Be my refuge. Be my strength. I'm asking now, as your daughter.

I falter. I need peace.

He comes. He reassures. He carries me.

I woke up early.


I was putting up with the cramps.


I got my gadgets back.


I went to Dr. Chung, family physician.


I had breakfast with mummy. At Auntie's. Smoothies.


I heard from Sam..


I managed to get "rest", lying down, earphones in.


I got home, showered, chores, dinner.

I watched Into the Blue.


I checked my mail and now here once more.

Cramps.

I'm craving chocolate. Gah!

Just want to curl up in bed. Missing him. Missing Sheryl. Missing Brain.. Brain's leaving tomorrow.. =( Will be at work.. Can't send him off.. Pain. I want to be a fairy. Need hugs. Can't sleep. I neeeed SLEEP. Abba daddy, carry me..

5th.

Ben's wedding. (Benedicta. Sam's sister) Went for her wedding mass.. It was beautiful. Archbishop was different during his homily, very personal, which was something new. Sat with Sheryl and Sister Clement. Sat there thinking how I actually came to really love the whole atmosphere the church oozes. Couldn't shared brunch with Sheryl. Ended up at Causeway Hong Kong Restaurant for dim sum. (Went there for lunch with Adrian and my mamak and mum before he left for Perth on the 4th) Went Boulevard to scout for reasonable priced clothes (sighs), saw the cutest flats in Converse (then again, it's so costly! Going to scout more). Bought a VOIR top, so comfy, but a tad big though it's the smallest size. (Oh, it's green! *smiles*) Picked brother from tuition, had the avocado banana smoothie I want soo much at Auntie's. Bought my slacks at Tony's Mum's shop for a VERY LOW PRICE!! (they are superbly comfy!!) Got home and just clear my room which is already MESSY again. Went for mass with Sheryl. A night definitely of indecisive-ness OVERDOSE and EMO-overload. Nevertheless, it was.. memorable. (I miss her..)

Sunday was spent very lazily. Mass, dinner and what not. Night, need I say more about you? Three stars that were aligned in a straight line right next to the moon, gorgeous. Stars and more stars in the velvet skies..

7th
Happy Birthday, my daddy! I was rushing for my first day at work, didn't see him till the evening. =( A looong day at work, humbling experience. Very tired. Rushed like a mad person to get to daily mass. Picked Fr.Ramos on the way. Had dinner at Heritage with Fr.Jo (whose birthday was on Sunday), Fr.Ramos, Sister Clement and my family. As any chinese dinner, was very full, though I was said to eat like a bird. (Silly metaphor) Quite a dinner, those two priests super humorous. Fr.Ramos and his love for Guiness Stout (he can't get it in the Philipines) Stayed at my place for awhile and watched Prince of Egypt. Couldn't sleep.. long night.

Much happened. I just need to sort them.

SAM'S BACK!!



Finally, spent time with him yesterday. Super busy that guy. Ed came along. The usual, bing. Lol, and random places. Need I say more? Well, he's leaving next week, Monday to be exact. Ah wells. What a night, what a morning. Unexpected twists, won a bet, dumb blonde jokes,weak bladders (hahahaha), funny words like vi-stg-stg! (double lmao!), someone. *smiles*

Sheryl sent custard over yesterday, it was at my fence. Heh! Thank you so much! Really sweet of her to do so.

Well, sunday, 29th June. Yet another night to just imprint and sear in. Enough said. It was one of those days where I just want to cock a gun to my head, load the catridge and just squeeze the trigger. Ah wells. Monday, 30th of June. Spent time with Sheryl, lunch! So nice to just spend time actually eating and what not. And yes, I do eat. Ice-cream and foochow burgers. Now I crave them. Ugh!

Went to talk to Uncle Michael on Monday (Thanks for correcting me,sheryl). It's really just, a relief. I know, I've been so adamant about going to see him. But when I did, I'm really glad I decided to. Shed light on things I was just confused about and what not. Thank God for being the Humourous Father you are! Sheryl came over when I got back from Uncle's house. Mango Chilled Cheese Cake and just kitchen table talk. I'm SO contented.

Ah, how can I forget? 1st July. Warm sun. Sunshine. Few minutes. Mango Chilled Cheese Cake (again). Breeze. Sensations. See how speechless life and blessings render me?

This is what happens when I just can't sit down and think.

Things happens.

You can't really just rewind them all the time. (Though, I tend to do that) Much has happened since I last posted anything. Just can't seem to actually find time to type out my thoughts and what not. Yea, I know. What's the point? Well, it's nicer than writing it on paper which I'd end up burning after a few weeks, heh. Don't know why though. I just do.

Trying to think back and see what "major" things that has been going on in my life or happening.. Let's see.

I got my P license! (Yes, I passed my test. Thanks to him and sheryl for being so supportive. Lol, sorry I punked you,sayang! Couldn't resist. Sheryl, thanks for being so so calming and funny too. Initially would have loved to give a blow by blow account about it, but now, it doesn't seem so important. But the song "Amazing Love" really helps with me driving with a cool head and I managed to let go of the handbrake! Whee! My side parking was great too. Lol.) School have been very busy. Had this lauching thingy for the 50th anniversary of our school being "formed" on the 14th. Didn't attend it fully as I went there with the girls from my class who are in this Cultural Dance Club (Yes, I do dance ><) to go over to the State Stadium for this Goverment organized activity for the Gawai Dayak Open Day. Family dinner because Adrian is back from Perth and Audrey from Shah Alam. Watched Kung Fu Panda. Had a school fair yesterday which was EXHAUSTING. (Sold rice for Grandma Recipe with poor wendy who was vegetarian. Oh, Sheryl and Nathalia came along too!! So happy. Thanks for the texts, dearest. Really calms.) The whole preparation for the game stall, which I didn't help Therese out yesterday was just an experience. Pretty calm when it comes to panicky situation, if I say so myself. Had to be, since Therese was already very annoyed about alot of things. The stall, Wendy and I looked after.. earned about 525, not too sure about the total. My class's stall didn't do well, supposedly, about 700 plus, teacher was not too glad about it. Ah wells. Had an earful of him complaining this morning. Mass yesterday though I attended on Saturday and all.

Spending time with people I care for much. Nothing beats that. Family or close friends. NOTHING, hands down beats it. *smiles*

This is a bit on the I-didn't-plan-how-to-type post. Sorry.

Panicking.

Hyperventilating.



Driving test, the retest is tomorrow. I'm panicking. Sighs. I know I practised it soo many times today, but it doesn't seem enough. Side parking and the hill. Ahhh! Been driving since 2 something. Rest in between, a girl and this guy had their turns too. Dozed a bit, too tired. Drove home just now. Nothing beats speeding on the road, though it's not a good thing to do, risking people's lives somehow. Should vent it else where.

School was school, need I say more? Our Shangainese teacher, Ms Yang left us, her husband was transferred to Germany for this job. So yea. Mr. Tan, one of our school's veteran, semi-retired teacher came and he will be subsituting her and teach us till our exams in October. Double period chinese was not bad as I thought it'd be. Mr. Tan gave us this assignment to research and write up a report of some sort on the Sze Chuan Earthquake on the 12th of May. Will be graded on content and such. Hopefully I'd do well on it. He was sharing much about his thoughts on the earthquake, the politics in China and the students he taught. Something he said motivated me. "Search yourself. Find yourself. Dare to venture and be different. Maybe your cup of tea isn't studying. Maybe it's something else. Not everyone's cut out for school. You have your talents. You're raw. Find it and don't let anyone tell you eitherwise. You just need to persevere." Something like that, can't really remember. When I remember, I'd tell, heh. School has been just lots of rush work and new assignments. Demanding. Got few of my papers back, what the hell have I been doing those days when I took my exam? My english is a pathetic B+, 80 marks. And the science subjects.. few marks to borderline passing grade of 50. Pathetic to the capital P.

Tried to stay awake. By the 7th and 8th period, I was having this really bad headache and gastric some more (I did eat, but just had it) Slept and had dreams during the 8th period, so frustrated. Missed out on math period today. Rushed to get home. The usual chores and shower, then drove till nearly 7 something.

Going to play Spongebob Squarepants now. So ugh.

*fingers crossed, prayers lisped*

Hopefully, come tomorrow.. I'd passed the test. God willing.

Suddenly want a kitten or a puppy.. Sorry garfield (my old stuffed toy), you haven't been helping much. A live one would be better.

I NEEEEED SLEEP! Go away cramps. =(

Yeap.

2 weeks of sabbathical holiday.

I've yet to hold a pen and write anything "educational". (Defination of educational being anything to do with numbers, chinese characters, scientific terms etc.) I've yet to calculate anything more than my change I'd get after paying something. I've yet to write a chemical equation and balance it. I've yet to write ANY chinese characters since my last paper two fridays ago. I've yet to run through my head the mechanics of certain things in life, think physic. I've yet to close my eyes and commit to memory how every single part of the anatomy in a human body works. I've yet to do anything as one would put it - productive or contributing to my education. Okay, maybe a little (just to reassure myself) I did read a bit of bio. Hah, like that counts.

And, guess what. Tomorrow, SCHOOL STARTS.. I'd be getting my results *shudder shudder scream scream!!* for my first term, which is also my last term exam EVER in high school. October's coming!!! Ah wells. What's done's done. SAVE ME!

These two weeks. *inhale, exhale*

I can't say I didn't learn anything. Oh, I did. Learnt that sometimes, I can be so BLOODY indecisive. Learnt that staying out late and getting home after midnight, breaking curfews and tuning parents out hurts them JUST AS MUCH as I think it does me. I do know my actions can never be justify no matter how I tell myself otherwise because I understand how irresponsible I am. I've learnt so many things about myself, about those I care for, and definitely more about Him. How He tends to guide and well, laugh at me, perhaps He chuckles more. Learnt that being locked out of the house is but nothing but DESERVED. Learnt that emo-ness is so BLOODY CONTAGIOUS! Learnt sometimes a single text can change you, your emotions etc. Learnt that somehow there's always a reason to everything. Learnt I still can't ever get sleep. Learnt I should just sing more Sound of Music songs before I go for driving. Learnt that I just have to trust Him. Learnt I can really love. Learnt I mean something to others. Learnt different people show love differently. Gosh, I did learnt.

Just to reminisce.

Throughout the two weeks, I spent my time with people I hold dear. Did chores. Stayed home. Watched dvds! Read books, as usual. Watched a few movies. Spent one too many nights out late. *grimaces* Spent time with JO!! Spent time with Gen who was back for awhile. Ah, gawai. My gawai was spent with Sheryl. I'm so GRATEFUL for her, for our friendship, for everything. Randomity is what you'd get when we two get together. To just squeeze everything into one word, it was - lovely. (hahaha, I'm cheesy!) If I was not mistaken, spent 10 hours with her. Went to Nat's house then movies at night after I got home to shower and all. Watched What Happens In Vegas with Sheryl, Steph and Merv. Couldn't really remembered when, I did watch The Chronicles of Narnia, Prince Caspian. Not too bad. My ass hurt though, watched with Merv, Pius, Sheryl and Errol. And earlier on the week, after mass, I watched Indiana Jones with Ed and Ken. Indiana Jones - HAO XIAO! (directly translated, so STUNT-filled.) And Shia, gosh.. swoon!

Jo sleptover last night. She slept mostly. As usual, I couldn't sleep. She came over around 4, went mass with her. Had this weird-make-me-freak-out incident before daddy picked us up. Was freaked okay! Had dinner at Tomoe's, yes, I do eat. Then, went to Boulevard because mummy wanted ice-cream. Went around looking at I quote from Jo - hooker heels. *sweat*. Got a few *cough cough* things. Laughed at "fruits" (lol!!) And, yea.. spent time with her. Girl talk, pillow talk, laughing at jovina baby photos talk. It was great.. Wish could send her off.

Oh yea, before I forget. DRIVING. Went for lots of driving lessons. And, yes, I failed my driving test..



I failed my hill. I did alright for my route part though, 19 out of 20, great JPJ guy. Thanks to those who were texting and all throughout the whole day! I really appreciate it. Going to resit it on the 12th. *cross fingers and lisp prayers* I was like this lost kid with my hippo pillow at the institute hyperventilating. Gosh. Then,I prayed like crazy. Was asked to go to the car. My palms were all clammy and all. Started the engine.. and started singing "His Love is Amazing". And I was, chanting in my head - It's your Will, Your Will. I failed it. I couldn't let go of the handbrake!! SO hard! I was like using both of my hands and muttering - Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! (Oh, the sight of me must be so funny) I was swearing alot. Was struggling with the handbreak and suddenly the car start to slip, I was like oh shit! let go of my accelerator to step on the brakes. And, next thing I knew it was swearing my way down the bloody hill. Sighs. Had too much of my nic fixes too. I need bananas!

So much to say. So much I learnt. Who says two weeks was long!!?

Was here, not looking forward to school tomorrow. Bah humbug!

It was once "lost".

But now, it's found!

Yes! Wendy took it home on Saturday! (Bless her soul!) Apparently, as she puts it, I left it at her desk, (she's sitting next to me,our desks are connected, primary school style, see) as I was rushing off to Leo. I was pratically overjoyed! I was like "OMG! *squeals squeals squeals* (I normally don't squeal. But I was so oblivious at my own joy. hehe. Was told it was infectious as Wendy was grinning ear to ear and told me that once I calmed down) She gave it back to me yesterday after the talk in the Auditorium during first period where I sat alone and was worrying/trying to keep awake the whole time.

I'm glad. Really.

Thank you for being listening ears all! And thank you, Abba. You must be chuckling at your absent-minded daughter who doubts you much. *sheepish*

It's lost, I think.





No. It really is, I believe.

For the umpteenth time tonight, I'd repeat myself again. Repeat the story of "why is it lost?" I couldn't find my purse when I was getting ready to go out with my parents yesterday. I didn't panic at first. But then, when I searched again and couldn't find it and I was like a madwoman, hurling around in my room, swearing under my breath. Chanting, oh no, oh no. It's gone, I think. I believe I left it in school during Leo. Sobs.

My I.C. My Lousy L license. My student I.D. My money.. My things.

Stupid JOVINA!

Hopefully someone has it. BLESS YOUR SOUL whoever you are..

I want it back!!