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09/16/2002 Entry: "Fuken Bastids"

Ok, so I've been MIA for a short while.. but wait till you hear what's happened, then maybe you'll know why I didn't post.

We did something really bad to our senior, basically we left him behind in Wanganui and went to Wellington without telling him. Thing was, he is a really wierd guy and all of us knew that if he came along we wouldn't be having as much fun.. basically he's a known party pooper. You know how that goes. It's a drag, really, so yeah, we left without him.

The drive down to Wellington was good, Jimi drove us there in 2 hours, we checked in to this really cool backpackers hotel called Wildlife Backpackers. The whole building is painted with zebra stripes.. how cool is that? I love animal prints! Then we went walking around a little bit before the shops closed, didn't buy anything though.. had to have some sort of restraint!

Can't remember what we had for dinner, but after that David took us to this bar called the Fat Ladies Arms, because they were having a student night and a double vodka costs NZ$2.50.. and as you probably assume (correctly!) I had quite a few. We went over to some other bars after that and had a lot of fun dancing and partying.. people go out alot more in Wellington, even on a Thursday night some places are pretty packed.. made me miss KL so damn much!

Got back to the hotel about 3am, after having kebabs for supper, instead of a mamak session - was not too bad, but nothing beats a nice limau ais and a maggi goreng! Slept like cows, got up nice and early the next morning and hit the shops. Shopped like a woman possessed, took a whole shitload of pictures up at the civic center, really nice, up Mt. Vic to take more pics, then David took us for dim sum.. oh man, I miss all these kinds of foods! Stuffed my face, decided to shout all of them and put it on my credit card, then went to Victoria Uni because David is meeting some friends there for basketball. The rest of the guys didn't wanna play with David's friends, so we ended up watching David play for awhile then went out to the cafe outside the gymnasium. David was taking too long, so we left him there and went back to the hotel.

On impulse, I decided to go to the gym there, Les Mills, which is a really big and flash gym.. spent about 90 minutes there with Jimi, while Pian and Wan went shopping, and had a really really good workout. On the way out, about 7pm, we saw a Body Jam class going on, which was a dance-aerobics thing, so we decided to join in. We were supposed to meet up with David at 7pm, but got sidetracked.. :) Body Jam is so damn fun!! I swear if I ever live in Wellington I'm getting myself a full membership at Les Mills!

We rushed back, showered, and I went to meet up with David at a korean place while Jimi was getting ready. The other two had dissapeared on us. Sinaw was also a karaoke place, there were a whole bunch of happy Jap chicks singing J-pop songs while I ate like a bloody pig. Completely stuffed my face there, ordered 3 main dishes and finished the whole lot and scared the hell out of David and his korean friend Steven. Heh. Guess I did have a good workout after all? :)

Jimi arrived after I finished eating, waited for him to eat and went downstairs to hang around the bars. Went to this arcade called Time Out, and played some games there. I beat Jimi at some car game, then played another one with David. For some strange reason I put my bag next to me instead of handing it to Wan like I usually do, and sigh, when I finished the game, my bag was gone. Yep. GONE.

Panicked like shit, because my digital camera was in there, along with my passport and credit cards.. so first thing I did was ring dad to cancel the credit cards. I was so damn pissed off.. sigh, you don't know the feeling, and it didn't help that it was black Friday too. I'm not a superstitious person though.

Had to make a police report, but before that I spent a good half hour taking my frustrations out bitching, kicking and screaming (well, not really!) and the guys didn't really know what to do to console me. Hiaks. Then Jimi had soem credits left, so we took a shitload of sticker pics, just for a laugh and to lighten the mood.. kinda worked for 2 seconds.. and the stickers came out really funny! But yeah, it was bad eh, my digicam was worth 2Gs, and I had a shitload of important stuff in there like, bankcards, credit cards, Bron's pictures, student card, international student ID, drivers license (argh!), Malaysian IC, loads of cash, my MAC compact and lipbalm (goddammit), my flat keys on my Moschino keychain that I've had for going on 5 years now (grr!), my 4 month old Anna Sui wallet, the Esprit bag Barrie (my ex) bought for me which I really really like, and of course, my passport. Sigh.

Thank God I gave my hotel keys to David because we left him at the Uni, and that had a $20 deposit on it. And Thank God my mobile was in my pockets, otherwise it would've been really really bad for me.

Was so frustrated I chain-smoked a couple of cigarettes, something I haven't done in a long time, and then realized my asthma preventer was in my bag too. I miss the drag. Don't really want to admit that, but I do.

Went to the police station to get my report sorted, then went to a bar and had a bunch of tequila shots to calm myself down, then went back to the hotel. Couldn't sleep, so we went up to the common room and David tried teaching us how to breakdance. He's really really good.. but I was slightly intoxicated, so attempting some headspins is definately not a good idea. Then we went to the weight room, I punched the shit out of the punching bag, then felt a whole lot better. Still couldn't sleep, so me and David took a walk around town just talking about what happened and me letting off steam.

And today I'm still a little pissed off.. but shit happens..

The next day (I didn't sleep the whole night) I woke Jimi up at 8am and went for breakfast with him. He's really sweet, gave me his cashcard and let me run wild with it in the city. The first thing I did was go on a search and bought back my MAC stuff that got stolen, had to pay full price though, but I felt alot better.. and I made friends with the woman behind the counter and she gave me a makeover, coz I probably looked like shit not having any sleep! Emerged from MAC looking good, feeling way better, and hit the shops. Went to the information center and got all the contact information I needed to sort out my passport, then went shopping somemore and had a late lunch.. picked David up at 4pm (he was staying with his friends) and left Wellington. We were going to stay till Sunday but for obvious reasons none of us had the mood..

Shitty eh. Oh well. Spent Sunday moping around, not doing much except going to the gym, playing badminton with the guys and working out like mad.. just so I won't think about it.. had to wait till today to sort things out because none of the offices are open on weekends.

Had a better day today, called up the Malaysian High Comm in Wellington and they told me someone called up to say they found a passport and a wallet, but it hasn't been turned in yet, so dunno if it's mine or not. I pray to God it is! Then I went to the Student Association office at the main campus and got my flat keys and student card sorted out.. took a long time.. and then found out from my international officer that my insurance covers this sort of theft, so hopefully I get reimbursed for my camera. I don't mind losing the camera so much, but we took alot of pictures, and that can never be replaced.. :(

That's it. Really good trip till I lost my bag.. sigh. I hate it because I'm usually very responsible about these kinda issues, especially when I know I have my passport with me. It's killing me because I can't get over how careless I was to take my bag off myself! I swear I'm gonna go get a pouch or something now.. something I can't take off. Plus the fact that I absolutely hate not having control over my financial status, like I have no bank card, and no credit card, and no bloody cash to boot. Jimi's really been sweet, I took some money from him to cover the cost of replacing my keys and stuff, and he's just been a real good friend.. thank God for people like him.

On other (happier) news, I got an A for my core CGD project.. but it's not making me as happy as it should.