On May 17th 2008, i purchased something really remarkable. so seductive. so envious. so sophisticated. and most importantly, so ME.
it is none other than the desirable LG Viewty. It cost me RM1700.00
A nice hole burnt in my wallet but it is very well worth it. I just have a thing for beautiful things that can set me apart from everyone.
EXACTLY one month later, which is on the 27th June 2008. SOMEONE was immune to the fatal attraction of this luxurious beauty. the temptation, the desire, the devil within was overpowering.
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After watching some random TV show on Astro, I decided to head upstairs to go online to have a chat online. Moments later, my name was loudly called out by my mom. "Ryannnn....!! Come down please. The priest is here to bless the house."
I went out of my room and took a peek downstairs. A weird looking person was looking up at me. "EEEWWW......." was the word that played in my head. anyways thats just what i always do. haha.
I got back up to the room and groomed myself to get rid of the musky feeling. It took me a mere three minutes to do so. As i was brisking down the stairs, my mind was set to reach for my beloved phone which i left on the black leather couch where i was sitting when watching TV.
"ehhh?? wheres my phone??" i though in my head. it was nowhere to be seen. the mysterious unknown guy was in the toilet according to my maids. my spontaneous nature was to head to the house phone and dialed my mobile number. "DUT DUT.. DUT DUT.." whilst my right ear eagerly searched for hints of my familiar No Air ringtone. i HEARD something at the back of my house where the toilet it. SUDDENLY............... "DUT DUT.... PLEASE TRY AGAIN LATER"
I redialed and the same thing happened. my call got rejected. in my own house! by the third time i called, there were no longer the call waiting tone.
it was clear that someone had shut my phone. there was only me, my mom, my uncle, my two maids, the priest and an unknown guy in my house.
** my heart started pounding hardly. sweat started to roll from my forehead as i take a gulp of my own saliva. **
The house blessing ceremony began and i was furious. i could not concentrate at all and i wanted to stop it immediately. my uncle called me to hold the candle as they journey across the front gate to be blessed. my heart was not at ease. i excused myself and ran straight to the cordless phone. once again, the same response.
"Echih!!!!!!!!!!!! Anne!!!!!"..... i called out furiously to my two maids. "MANA HANDPHONE SAYA???"..... i explained to them and my mom my attempt to call but to no prevail.
"saya rasa orang itu ambil! dia baru keluar tandas kan??" i said..
"ya , ya! kok lama dia kat tandas tu! aku dengak bunyih hanpon kat tandas tadi tu! bila potong sayur kat blakang.."
SHIT. im in deep shit. i instructed one of my maid to search the entire living room as I went up with another maid to keep a close watch on that guy. he seemed very CULPRIT-ish and poor with quite dark skin. he really gave me "
the look" . you know. the GUILTY look.
Seriously it was nowhere to be found. Before they left, i requested to hold them back and not let them leave my house. The priest was shocked. No one seemed to believe me. So the priest insisted i searched him first. and i did. but there was nothing.
They called me to search the other guy too. and strip search him too. which i didn't. which was my BIG BIG mistake. SIGH. i just thoroughly press my way through his clothings and pockets. there was a box of cigarette, a wallet and an ugly old hand phone.
i went ballistic. sorta. i explain to them that BOTH my maids heard sounds coming from the toilet. my call got rejected. it was pretty obvious that SOMEONE in my own house stole something that did not belong to them. i search high and low, going through his socks and shoes. which was VERY filthily smelly.
An hour of detaining them at my house was leading to nowhere. My uncle and mother was really embarrassed with what had happened and kept apologizing. soon, they left.
i really wanted to cry at the moment for i had lost something that i love so much. all my text messages, pictures, videos, personal stuffs. all gone right under my nose. with a blink of an eye.
anyway to cut a long story short, i called my uncle to stop them. my uncle brought them back to his house and waited for me to come because i demanded a recheck. its just a mere 5 minutes drive. this time i thoroughly checked him again in a room. he stripped down to his underwear. he even showed me his manhood (pfftt so small and sunat-ed.. haha) . nothing can be found.
i was left speechless and apologized to him. (STUPIDITY.....................)
it was already 1.40pm. suddenly i remembered i had a facial appointment at 2. my facial appointment was usually12.30pm but i don't know what went through me when i suddenly changed it to 2pm. argh.
i went for my facial in The Curve. i told my facial-ist lady what happened. she was like. WTF.
anyway i was pampered with a nice facial. eh damn syok ok i really recommend you guys to try this Resurrection Facial Treatment in Jurlique. the massage using the spa ball was AWESOME. so cooling and relaxing. muahh... having it again this Friday :)
anyway back to hell, when i reached home my mom told me to call my uncle. my mom said my uncle found a pouch where the guy was sitting. at the stairs. i rushed to my uncle's house with my brother. ironically, it was MY phone pouch that was i was using to protect my beloved. it was obvious that THAT GUY stole it. PROFESSIONAL. according to my uncle, when i was on my way to his house, the guy's hands and feet were trembling frantically and he even requested to go to the field to smoke. anyway my uncle should have told me earlier. blur ass. argh.
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Anyway, it has already been a week since it got stolen. in between that week, i have done everything i can to retrieve my phone.
- i called the priest and asked him to direct me to where that guy lives. by the way his name is Patrick.
- i went to Patrick's shop-lot house and spoke to his mom. all the way in Cheras. my friend brought me there as i didn't know the place at all (thanks! you know who you are). when we were there, we were waiting for him to come back so i can talk to him. he was on his way back from Leisure Mall. we know what that means...
-he SEI also don't want to admit.
-i went all the way to low yatt to try blocking my phone. but to no prevail.
-i prayed as hard as i can but to know prevail.
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MY CONCLUSION:1. Do not leave your valuables unattended. Even at home!!
2. The Priest should NOT have brought a STRANGER, UNINVITED STRANGER or WHATSOEVER to MY property.
3. Call the Police immediately if something like this ever happens to you.
4. Is my house BLESSED? FUCK NO.
