and things got worse.

An addition to my series of losing stuff, I lost my badminton racquet.

I went and play badminton yesterday, thinking sports could some stress out of me. When I unzip my bag, I was shock to see that the racquet inside was not mine. How it happens, I don`t know.

The racquet I took belonged to someone else. Upon being so preoccupied with finding my own racquet, I casually return his without saying sorry. He was somewhat pissed. Now, I`ve lost my racquet, and my courtesy.

Soon, really soon, everything will be stripe off me. Can`t I just lost myself instead?

This space is my simple escape from the harsh reality. Expect lots of random rants and whining apart from the daily reporting of things going I`m going through.

Take nothing seriously, leave comments, or just a simple hi. The world is getting smaller by the day, why not know each other now. Have fun ya all.

Regards,
Alex