Monday, August 13, 2007
i went to the Post Office today to send off my specs-claiming documents to Brunei High Commission in Canberra. the envelope costs me $3+ since they're important documents (original receipt and original Doctor's Recommendation). when i was writing the postal address on the expensive envelope, i put my purse on top of the writing desk. my mind was concentrating so much on writing the correct address. i submited the envelop to the counter. immediately after, i went to the supermaket, IGA which is just next door. when i was wanting to check the codes for "halal" ingredients, i was like "SHIT!!!! MY PURSE!!!!".
i dashed to the post office again. IT WASN'T ON THE DESK!!!! my heart pumped vigorously, with seconds to explode. the queue to the counter was long. my screwed up mind forced me to cut the line. i asked the counter with this "5 cent" look. she was smiling.. she was saying about this random guy who found it, but all i could hear was the movement of my purse (could hear the sound???) my heart just.... baaaaaaahhhhh... i don't know how to describe anymore. alhamdulillah... dahriah dahriah.. please don't do it again
Dariah; 9:55 PM