When life gives me lemons

Thought I forgot my camera at KFC, the Spring, cos we went there yesterday.

Thought someone stole my camera cos the bag I always use, has no proper latch, so anyone can walk pass me and slip their hand into my bag without me knowing it.

Thought I might’ve left my camera at Stef’s house.

I even thought I left it in the cinema cos I went there on Friday (but that was highly impossible cos I sent a few photos to a friend on Friday night).

I banged my knee on the sharp edge of our coffee table. (Ouch, yes. And it’s glass coffee.)

I accidentally cut my thumb skin deep… though I don’t know how.

I slipped on wet pavement while carrying a pot of water. Almost tipped it over…

I was totally worried about my missing camera that I couldn’t even think straight the whole evening… (The camera’s barely two months old and it’s a birthday present…. It does hold some meaning to me.)

But… all’s well…

Turns out… My mum took my camera this morning while I was still asleep.

Managed to call Oli after almost a month of not talking to her. Girl, we need to talk more… There’s so much to catch up on… But you’re too far away. =( [my credit almost flat (for the first time since Singapore). DiGi->Maxis… crazy expensive call rate]

=)