Shoot. I knew it. I knew that it would happen. My intuition had warned me of the bad thing before it happened. But my brain didn't seem to command my limbs anything to prevent that dismaying disaster from happening.

Yesterday was indeed my day.. as in.. I got an award for my achievement in studies. I really thanked God for that, as it was only by His blessing that I could receive it. Being under the scrutiny of the guests present at the newly-air-conditioned hall, on the stage, receiving that award, I felt very elated. I regretted that I had opened that white envelope with my name and class written on it to see what prize that I got. For if I had not opened it, the prize might still be mine now.

I put that opened envelope under my bag on the chair at the round table where we were sitting. It's indeed my own stupidity, I admit, that I had ever left my prize unattended like that for taking food and the dancefloor.

You should've put your vouchers in your pocket. Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's all they could say. Well, indeed, there's nothing they can do about it. Teachers are not responsible of it, I know. But, all the advice they gave was just disturbing me helplessly. They sounded like a condemnation to me; making me feel even more stupid than when I realised that mistake I had made myself. Even all those sympathies from teachers and others were making me even more hurt.

Feeling of anger and resentment would never be erased. Vouchers for Popular worth $40 and Borders $80 had gone. I can't help but complaining and wondering of the ways how I could actually get those vouchers back.. in my heart. But, there's none I could think of, really.

..probably it's the time for me to learn from my mistake and to let go of my own possession sincerely by at the same time hoping that it would bless the person who had stolen it.

"0+1-1=0. myself, dont be dismayed. It's up to Him to take away what He has given me. I just believe that there will be something more than this."

..on the same day, knowing my loss, she shared that her one of most favourite uncles had died during the prize giving event, making her parents left before the event finished.
That's even more saddening than what had happened to me.

All I can do now is, just to think that, I had never received that prize before. Or rather, it never existed; never was it in my hand, never was it seen by me with that enthusiasm, satisfaction, grateful feeling and desire to shop at those bookshops.

Myself, keep your cool.. steady.
There will be even better things.. yet to come.
He has something good for me, yet to come.