i hope your conscience eats you alive.

ok, story of my life.

this BUGGER apparently came into my house when i was sleeping AND while my grandmum was in the kitchen to steal my phone and my mum's handbag. WTF right. it is so bizarre though, the manner it happened. the police didnt really believe it. i didnt believe it at first. but it made sense. like my grandma was just in the kitchen. bugger could not have just walked right into my room, my room, to my bed, to take my phones. but he did. i dont know if he's really stupid or really deft or really 'kind', or all three roll into one. he took my phone on my bed, while i was sleeping, but didnt do anything to me. he took my mum's bag, with everything in it. then left, hooking back the lock. confused thief? i think so.

thank God, it could have been much MUCH worse. i mean just use your imagination. i just hope my mum would not be too upset about her things taken.

i hope your conscience eats you alive.

just came back from BAY dinner. BBQ buffet was pretty good, stuffed my face like a squirrel's. i love those guys. i feel right at home with them. i dont have a word for the bond we share..sometimes the best things in life dont have a name right?

we gonna spend more time together soon, with meetings and planning to do. a healthy business, i would say. looking forward to life after A's!