Peniless

I am feeling very poor.

I think I owe people money left and right... =_=" so the moneh in my wallie ain't mine.

Wallie, naturally is NOT pleased.

He was so unhappy that he slipped out of my pocket in my aunt's car as I left for home in another aunt's car.

So, I spent two days in Malacca peniless, IC-less & driving license-less. Kept praying that no police would ask for my identification. Briefly considered bringing along my photostated copy of my birth certificate, after an image of me screaming, "NO! No! I'm Malaysian, I swear! I warganegara! WARGANEGARA!!" as police officers drag me away to deport me to China flitted through my mind.

Felt like a damn idiot, man.

Had a heart-to-leather talk with Wallie when I got back.

Told him about the extra debts I feel obligated to pay to me mum & dad now, since they had to pay for my trip home.

Wallie is not pleased. He mantains that it was me who drove him to commit that act of rebellion.

Yeah, right.

Anyway, I think it's time to collect my part-time pay from uni to cheer Wallie up, else I may never be able to reach into my bag again without losing digits.

Damn Wallie.