Dear Thief,

How could you steal my purse. I just bought it. I bought it in Disneyland. Because of you i dont think i would be able to sleep at night. I will miss my Mickey Mouse purse. It was a cheap purse but i love it nonetheless. I miss the coin compartment. I miss the Mickey ears shaped zipper. My gloomy days became cheery once i reached into my handbag and pulled the colourful purse out. How stupid of you Mr Thief, the money you got from my purse is grossly unproportionate to the sin that you have incurred and the curse that i have cast upon you and your girl/boyfriend.

I hate you. Because of you i cried in public at the KLLC. That was so embarassing. Now how am i supposed to go there next time? You have tarnished the macho gal image that i have been projecting all these while. How am i supposed to go there again????

Because of you i have to run here and there. Because of you i have to re do my IC, my driver's licence and even apply for new zing. Because of you i have to block my ATM and credit card, do you know how crucial the plastics are when my impulsive buying attack? U just dont get it , do you? i have less than 40 bucks in my wallet when you took it. Serve you right. If you use or give my cute purse to your niece, i hope she will grow up fat and unattractive.

There goes my insurance card. Now i have to ask for a replacement. Now i have to call my insurance agent, Ken. I know he'd ask me if i have deposited this month's premium or not. Well, i havent!! I have no money :(

Sampai hati you curik duit i... tu harta anak yatim tu. I anak yatimm.. uhuk..uhuk.....