So today when I was going home from class and about to cross the street, a woman was giving me strange looks. I thought she was really weird.

Well guess what, the weird part is my mobile was gone when I crossed the street. And the pocket of my uniform is torn. It's terrifying how fast they can work with that. And terribly annoying. I never ever lost my phone, this is the first time, and I'm sad. Gone is my sweet girly mobile.

To sum it all up: I have no mobile phone, and my uniform is torn, and I can't contact people who are important to me, and some numbers I may never get again because I have no idea how I can get to them. Lovely. Just lovely.