God is moving.

What an incident to start my brand new week of?
GawdDamnIt. WhyTheFuckShiteHappens?!
I bloody lost my purse in college on Monday.
It all started of at 730am when I reached the library. Left my bag in the locker and took my stuff and PURSE along.
Suddenly Zeke came and ajak-ed me go sit with him.
Darn bloody effing smart of me to shift everything but my purse to the next computer table.
I was stressed shite when I found out it's lost.
Without wasting much time, I went to the Student Central and reported my lost there. (Thanks ally)
We went back to the libraby hoping we would find the dumb purse.
Luck wasn't on my side though.
And fuck shite, I tears in front of Zeke.
Thinking back, it's kinda silly lah. HAHA.
I know guys get this funny little feeling whenever girls breakdown okay. (:
He was pretty much helpless. Pfft.
After one hour or so, I received a call from an unknown number.
I couldn't pick up the call (still crying) so I handed it to Elanie.
And omg, it was the libraby who called. (Yayy me!)
Ally was so right, Taylor's students are darn rich, they don't need to steal my purse.
Praise the Lord, everything was still inside when I got back my purse.
My just-reloaded-100bucks-touch and go card, identification card, pictures and my rm215.
Also, thank you very much to the whoever that found my purse! You'll be blessed big time.
God is Good.
okay.bye.
ilya.