NOSTALGIASM

just as when i finished paying the cashier at a drugstore, i thought of picking up my cellphone from my bag to check if there's a new message. and to my surprise, i can't find it -or should i say them- on the outside pocket of my sling bag! i've searched for them inside my bag but i found nothing.

i was just so frustrated, devastated and mad at myself for being so irresponsible (again) on keeping my valuable things secure! it won't be a big deal if it was only my own cellphone which had been stolen. but the other phone, was my brother's. i just borrowed it but then, i lost it. damn! all i could remember was a tall girl standing right next to me whom i thought is also a customer. i can't remember her face anymore and i'm not also sure if she was really the one who took my phones. but i know that even if i caught her, she would deny it and she might have already passed the phones to her accomplices.

this is already the third time that i lost my cellphone. probably, i was born that reckless and stupid. haizt!

my problem now is how would i return my bro's phone. the same quality and features. next time, i must. i must be careful. i must not be stupid and careless anymore.

i am such a big-damn-stupid!