A letter to god.

Dear God,

Good Evening.

I am writing this to you pertaining to the teary x'mas I had for year 2008.

Its a unforgettable X'mas ever.

Sorry, what does that gesture means?

Oh, you are asking why I came out with this statement?

Well..the plan for x'mas was suppose to be meeting up with my darling Anny ( after 13 months of not seeing each other), going to Sanctuary@ The Curve during x'mas eve to have some fun, pillow talk at hotel room and next day hang out together...Such a nice plan, wasn it?

But...

Imagine you lost your purse the day b4 x'mas eve, the items in the purse consisting of your IC, license, all your cash, ATM cards and the bus ticket to go bk hometown.

Huh? what? you called this bad luck? Not really...

Since my colleague came all the way from Batu Caves and bring me to the Police Station to lodge police report + nice dinner, my beloved darling Anny promised to help me to get a new bus tic ( I am such a pathetic spoiled child, right?), I am practically ready to forget the sadness and sorrow and prepared for the countdown plan of Xmas happilly on the next day.

I am kind of optimistic ( in fact, I was never a pessimist), Itu dia, who cares about the stolen purse...!!!

Sadly, bad luck was not with me for one day nia...

When I was en route to meet up with my frens during xmas eve...I was wearing a pair of Vincci flip-flop, suddenly the Y-shaped strap was broken, exactly at the same time, shoeless Danise found out that her n82 was running out of battery. Gosh, what other surprises I can get in one day? I could not even make call for help...

Forced to take cab, guys, the jam was so terrible!!!Which culprit was saying its recession now? Holy shit, not in kl/pj, everybody was in xmas fever.

Anyway, I managed to reach Royale Bintang The curve and my pityful fren Anny ( she is pityful because of having a potong stim fren named Danise Liew) , Anny brought me up to hotel room, calm me down , lend me a pair of shoes so we can carry on with the original plan.

Well due to empty stomach + alcohol, I was drunk, after vomited, I slept.Sigh.

My mom always tell me to be grateful, I would like to express my gratitute to Kogie and Vim for bringing me to Police Station, the cab driver who lend me his handphone and charger, Anny for buying me the bus tic and frens who took care of me when I was drunk/ unconscious.

Lastly I would like to say thanks to you, who made all these incidents happened, I mean, made me lost my purse but not my phone, broken the shoe strap but not tore my shirt.

Thank you.

P/s: I am still that grouchy right?

Your Sincerely,
Danise Liew