November 13, 2009/Friday d 13th

i don't really believe in the friday the 13th curse. i even thought that i'll be lucky coz 13 is one of my fave number and im the 13th grandchild. was even extra perky the moment i wake up that day eventhough i know there'll be a couple of whoopsie moments waiting for me. GOD-jokes, i call it. yea, weird, i know. i kinda look forward to it everyday coz its shows God's humor in a different way. and it's my way of making fun of situations gone bad and moments where the same things seem to happen to me and to Squeep (u might call it coincidence). these GOD-jokes helps me stay positive and thankful.

here are some of the whoopsie moments that happened to me last Friday:
- i got locked inside pur school's bathroom cubicle --can't seem to unlock the freakin door. i was stuck inside for just a couple of minutes (THANK GOD!) ..tried my best to pull the lock even if my fingers were hurting already. laughed at it with my friends after
- entered a wrong classroom
- almost got late in one of my subjects because i waited outside the wrong classroom
- slipped on the ramp
- tripped on the sidewalk and almost fell down by the roadside

and the ulitmate of all................

- my 2 cell phones were snatched ----from inside of my freakin bag!

yep! i was on my way home when it happened. im aware of snatchers in the jeepney coz the past weeks i witnessed how these guys (take note: BIG construction worker lookin guys) do their trick. but still, i take the jeepney most of the time thinking im safe because i know how they work and i can easily spot them. i was right! just a couple of minutes after i sat in the jeepney, i sensed that the 2 guys infront of me were snatchers. they confirmed it when (1) one of the guys transfered beside me ---why would he if there's more space on his side and he has the perfect seat since it wasn't hot on where he was seated? (2) when guy A pointed to the new pasahero to sit next to his partner who was already seated beside me ---the pasahero ignored it and (3) when guy A gave up his seat to a lady and sat beside his partner. it would've sound nice but its just one of the moments where i felt something's on and and was uneasy with their actions.

the whole time this was happening, the guy beside me, kept on moving and can't seem to sit still. by the way, i already hugged my bag the moment he sat beside me. so i was really kampante that nothing will be taken away from me. i studied his face, looked for marks that would identify him and practically didn't take my eyes off of him. but i got nervous, too, when i realized he could have a weapon he could use, especially when i think he noticed i was already studying him. i was thinking of getting out of the jeep but quickly brushed it off since im already near my apartment. seconds before i got out of the jeepney, i checked my bag and still saw my wallet and the lil red pouch where i keep my cell phones. IT WAS THERE! so imagine my surprise when i checked again just seconds after i was out of the jeepney and the red pouch was GONE! FUCK! i can feel my blood rushing, my heart pounding, i just freakin want to scream! dammit! i can't even remember how i was able to cross the street without getting hit. the whole time i was walking to my apartment, i can't think straight. i kept on thinking how did he do that? how was he able to get it without me noticing it? i got my answer the moment i reached for my door keys. the fuckin asshole tore the side of my bag! i believe he used a blade to do it. damn, he's fast!

i cried for hours. i cried because, ok, im not materialistic so if i have something, i really treasure it because i know money is hard and i can't just buy another cell phone anytime i want. and those 2 cell phones were given to me by my sister. my Smart sim i had it for years! most of my contacts there are really important and right now, i have no other way of reaching them. i cried, because i realized that the guy could've easily hurt me instead of just tearing my bag (i was still lucky!). but what made me cry the most was the fact that i was so stupid! REALLY STUPID! i should've trusted my instincts. i knew, I KNEW something bad was about to happen and i fuckin ignored it! i felt soooo low..

BUT!

im going to say this again, IM STILL LUCKY AND BLESSED! lucky that i wasn't hurt. and blessed because i have a great family, friends and Arthur to remind me of what's important. that experience opened my eyes even more to the cruelty of life. but it taught me to LOVE life even more. because it gave me a chance to see the world and understand the evil doers. it also gave me a chance to learn how to forgive. it also reminded me of how some people are so unfortunate that they don't have a conscience and can't use their brains right. haha! im glad i can laugh at this situation now..