I really think God is punishing me.

Maybe it’s because even though the government says no celebration or fireworks, I ngeh ngeh still wanna go clubbing because I probably will not be coming back for New Year’s next year and hence wanted to go out this year.

And so I went to Atmosphere.

And so there my phone was stolen by a group of pukima Malay men.

KAN NI MA PUKI!!!

FUCK U TO DEATH!!! WHY MUST YOUR FIRST DEED OF THE NEW YEAR BE AN EVIL DEED WHERE U DEPRIVE AN INNOCENT 19 YEAR OLD GIRL OF HER LIFE AND DEATH CONNECTION TO THE WORLD?!

I was walking to the nearby mamak because we were all starving (and obviously there were tons of people walking about in different directions) when I felt SOME FUCKING LOSER PULL MY PHONE OUT OF MY BACK POCKET.

I turned around and said to Ruth and Min, “Somebody took my phone!”

The group of Malay fuckers standing behind me got all defensive and looked like they were ready to fight, saying things like “Apa tengok-tengok?! Mau check ar?”

Then he lifted up his shirt and pulled out his pants and I got the shock of my life.because I half thought I was in danger of getting raped, and Dinesh, Sanjay or Kin Meng wasn’t very near there to prevent me from rape.

When Ruth called my phone in the hopes that the fuckers would pick up, they did.

Ruth: “Eh kamu tahu tak kamu curi handphone orang?” (Eh do you know you stole someone’s hp?)

Robber: “Tahu.” (Ya.)

Ruth: “Kamu membakar di neraka la!” (You burn in hell la!)

Robber: “Hmm…”

Jia Min (grabbing phone from Ruth): “Harap kamu mati dihempap lori babi!” (I hope you die being squashed by a lorry full of pigs!)

Chan Kin Meng (grabbing phone from Min): “OI!” (OI!)

Robber hangs up phone in terror.