This is for you, G.

You and I had the shortest relationship ever.
I still remembered the first time I saw you. It was love at first sight.
When I laid my eyes on you and held you, I knew you were the one.
I needed you so badly.

One look at you and I knew, I just knew, that you were perfect.
I never looked at another one after I had you.
Loving you was the best thing that ever happened to me.
You were my first, you know?
I was aware that there were others much better than you, more articulate, sexier, more beautiful, more fashionable, more in tune with the latest.
But for what you lacked in others, you made up in personality.
You were the gritty tough looking one.
For others, a mere slight scratch and arms will flail, voices will heighten, eyes will narrow and maybe a smudge of tear would appear.
But you were different. You didn't let the little things bother you at all. You knew what was important, and you kept to that ethic. You were straight up and honest, no glossy appearances and all.

G, it's only been a couple of hours and I miss you already.
I will never again click your beautiful black buttons and use your numerous awesome functions. God, this aching in my heart is unbearable.

G, you are probably lying forlornly on a dirty street corner now, cold and afraid, unable to comprehend my sudden abandonment of you, or, in some pilfering stranger's grimy hands (grimier than even my own), being filled up with bad evil tasteless photographs, which will hurt your insides and bleed you dry.

I am so sorry I didn't take better care of you. It is only now when you're gone, forever, that I realise how deeply I loved you and how badly I needed you.

The days that follow will be cold and painful for me, G.
There will be no more cam-whoring spirit in my soul and no photographs to remind me of the memories we had. My step will be springless, my light extinguished. I will be incomplete.

G, what we had was beautiful and I will never forget you.






















Au revoir G10 (canon powershot g10)
14 March 2009 - 23 March 2009

WA LAO YOU WERE ONLY 9DAYS OLD.

I REALLY HOPE THAT IDIOT WHO STOLE YOU WILL ROT IN THE DEEPEST HELL HOLES.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
869 SGD LEH.

And my BELOVED Prada wallet of half a year is gone too. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO STEAL AUNTIE JEN'S BAG????????

And with that, mark my words, I AM NEVER EVER IN MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE GOING TO STEP FOOT INTO JB EVER AGAIN.