i think my birthday was cursed.
later that evening, i went to kuala lumpur convention centre (klcc) to hang out with my friends.
guess what happened?
i lost someone's most beloved thing!! in the toilet! argh, why did i put that thing on the sink and went to pee without even thinking it might be stolen? and since when do i ever think everytime i do other stuffs? blame me.
and i was scared to death. i called my friends and told them. that thing costs almost rm2000 and where can i find that much money? my parents? nay, they will torture me to death if they know. i borrowed my dad's money once. and that's enough. no more.
i paced around the toilet like an idiot, the thoughts ran across my mind. where? how? why? suddenly i thought about my sister. i dialed her number and told her. crying. hey, i din know what else to do, thats why.
my sobs grew louder. my sister calmed me down. she said apologise to my friend and then asked how much that thing costs. she will pay for it no matter how much. just tell her that.i cried.
omg thanx a lot! sometimes i even wonder if she is the biological sister that i knew all along. haha, just kidding. then i told my friend about that incident and apologise several times. i said i will pay back for it. she said RM2000. transfer to the maybank. i told my sister. she said okay.
everything seemed to be temporarily solved. but where can i get that damn 2000 bucks to pay my sister's back?? even my pocket money for 6 months does not cover it all.
seriously, i dont want to remember my birthday anymore after this.