Be careful what you wished for..

.. Because , it might just come true.


.. and it did.


Remember in the previous post , I claimed that I wished somehow something interesting would happen to myself , or someone around me? Well it did , but its not exactly interesting in a good way . I think being robbed , constitutes as something interesting .

So here's what happened , we were having lunch at ss2 after the Geography papers as Economics was coming up in roughly 20 minutes we decided to make a move and walk back to school . Half way walking , one of my friends Micheal said that he felt like smoking . As a normal person would react , I told him that I would accompany him. So we took the shortcut to the backfield where we all usually smoke.

... In the corner of my little eye I spot two Malay guys. Michael tapped my back and jokingly said

"Dude , I think we're gonna get robbed ." He laughed.

I turned around and replied jokingly

" Then we punch the motherfucker , but you do it because I think .. I really need to shit dude."

We walked and chuckled , before anything one of them grabbed me by the collar and told me to wait at the side . I shoved him aside as he went tumbling , he rose and gave me a kick in the stomach . I could feel as though the shit were squirting out from my ass .. ( but , of course it didn't) That really pissed me off . As I was about to deliver a punch , he swing a helmet towards my direction and I blocked . Very furiously I said I was gonna beat the shit out of him as he neaerly kicked my shit out.

...He took out a knife and said

"Banyak gangster ah you?"

... I literally pouted for some unknown reason . That nearly sent my friend Micheal bursting into laughter witnessing my very sudden change in expression . I then told him .

" Dude , I really need to shit "

... I swear I heard a chuckle , but it was no lie.. I really needed to , I submitted and gave the asshole my money and wallet. Before he left I distinctly remember his license plate.

WLY 3134

"Moral of the story , never take shortcuts in life."

Feeling frustrated , naturally I resumed walking to the backfield for a smoke. To my disbelief , there were a whole bunch of people smoking there. If I actually , was a little bit more of a pussy and ran , no scratch that ..


WALKED , two steps I would have saved my phone. Damn.

So I walked back into school , with plans of lodging a police report. I walked into the office , and asked the clerk if I could use the phone to lodge a report. The ridiculous thing is , she refused to let me use it and insisted that I use the public phone . Enraged , I wasn't in the mood to argue . I decided to just use the damn public phone.

I dialled the emergency hot line.

..Line's busy.

I tried again.

..Line's busy. After 5-6 attempts I gave up.

That really pissed me off , if its supposedly an emergency hot line isn't it at least supposed to basic function of accessibility? Mother fucker. I decided to call a direct line instead . What I didn't know was , direct line really meant a line where there are tendencies to redirect you over and over again . Not exactly what you would call "Mesra , Cekap , Cepat " as they claimed. After some time , I was finally able to reach them and surprisingly the reached pretty fast.

After some brief questioning , the police asked if I could follow to the station and lodge a detailed report. I couldn't , as the exams were about to commence in 5 minutes. The head examiner requested that he return at 4 p.m bare in mind , 4 p.m . Seeing that they arrived so instantly I believed him.

After the exams, Michael and I waited for the cops...

15 minutes.

..Still no signs of arrival.

30 minutes

..Nope , still no sign.

By then , we realized that the police decided to join the air force . In other words , we got stood up. ( For those of you who are slow , i meant ffk) . I felt , so happy .. Almost ecstatic I would say. So ecstatic that I randomly vandalized everything.

..Good god , something needs to be done about the cops efficiency. If you didn't know this is the 9th time my phone has left my side . You will notice that , there's another link there to another incident of me losing my phone. Proving that , I'm not destined for possessing a phone. Damn.