Alright, it’s time to tell the tale…

Losing my precious camera was indeed a sad story.

Paid RM1000+ for these tickets.

It happened something like this: Went to watch Ah Long Pte. Ltd. – Camera kept in my blazer’s inner pocket – Blazer folded up in bag – Friend felt cold – took out blazer, offered to friend – [Presumably] dropped the Sony onto the floor – Didn’t notice – Movie ended, left the cinema, left the mall.

Noticed camera missing while in the car – Went back to the mall – Receptionist said she wanted to help but couldn’t let me in because another movie was screening – Cleaning workers swore they didn’t see any camera – Friendly manager said she would check out the place once the movie ended, and promised to call me with any findings.

I trusted them – But didn’t expect anything – Rationally I expected the worst – My expectations were then later, sadly, confirmed.

*End of story*

I was sad. I liked my camera very much. It was nice in every way, and most importantly, it contained many, many of my happy memories – and now it is unwillingly laying in the hands of some bastard who had no idea what my camera had gone through, and would, I think, never appreciate it as I do.

*sigh* God knows how the new guy is treating it…

My camera doesn’t deserve this. Our sudden parting was entirely due to my negligence, my own fault. I should have been more careful. I should have not trusted the cinema people. I should have waited there myself until the next movie ended in an hour and a half’s time.

Should have sat there and refused to move until I found my camera!

More than anything else, the camera contained very nice photos of our group taken with dear old friend Deborah, who had come back to Malaysia from Japan for a week’s holiday. Photos taken during our outing that day, and the BBQ dinner at Shuyi’s house that night – gone…

Those, and many other precious photos taken before I went back to Ipoh – Photos that I have not transferred to my computer yet; and now, because of my mistake, I would never have the chance to do so anymore.

The USB cable and charger – the only 2 things left…

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Anyway, I’m not sad anymore… I’ve long learned to treat misfortunes as lessons, and this is a lesson for me to take extra care of my personal belongings, before I lose something more valuable

And also to always appreciate things when they’re here, because we would never know how long they would stay there.

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There are people who actually thought that the loss of my camera was an April Fools’ joke! Walao! Really no heart 1…

Those who went with me to Redang would probably know that I could not hear properly with my right ear because, I presume – sea water went inside… and now, two weeks later, I am still partially-deaf! Really!

Doctors have recommended that I consult a specialist, and I did.

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Don’t worry, even with my camera gone, I’ll update soon!

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