I think someone in Temasek Hall really loves me. Or maybe not. I just had a pair of Nike sneakers purloined off my shoe rack. Someone must be really in need for a pair of good sneakers, so much so that he had to choose the one that was worn the least.
So here I am, reflecting on what Charleston was preaching during the last G Zone service. How can one be rejoicing about the problems he’s facing, especially so when he just lose a hundred and twenty dollar NIke sneakers to a dubious individual?
I’m not heartbroken or painfully depressed over a pair of stolen sneakers; after the relationship episode, hardly any problem can hold a candle to it. It’s particularly the part which you can imagine – someone preying at your belongings – that sends a shiver down your spine that’s troubling.
I wish my problems are more lovable.
10:52 pm on February 24th, 2009
Bro,
Next time put inside your room ya… Maybe is not your friend, maybe is those construction workers i guess.. It is the same in HDB, putting xpensive shoe outside your home will lost too. Hehe…
11:00 pm on February 24th, 2009
I placed them inside. But they’ll dirty the room. Didn’t know construction workers have such small feet. I hope they trip.
11:35 am on February 25th, 2009
i had my slippers stolen once. i was staying on level 2 where i was one of the two only singaporeans. next time put in the shoe cabinet – slightly safer.
12:38 am on March 1st, 2009
Oh man…ya shoes will get replaced man…and yes…I hope the guy who stole them just trips…
3:28 pm on March 3rd, 2009
See it as blessing the someone with your shoes
3:54 pm on March 3rd, 2009
@Penny: I can’t bring myself to see it that way. Losing and giving are very different concepts to begin with. Sure, it can be a form of consolation for myself, but who but myself am I to deceive if the turnout proves to be otherwise?