The lucky part of being unlucky

So, I was admitted (again) to DHS last Tuesday but discharged now with a big hole underneath my left armpit. Goodbye to sleeveless. God loves me so much, he constantly scarred my body so I will dress appropriately.

This was before the surgery. 

Anyway, the doctor gave me a week to rest but dear God I barely even sit let alone resting at my home because......my sister's handbag was snatched by a motorcyclist theft the day I was discharged from the hospital! She was on the way back after visiting me and was stopping for red light when suddenly a motorcyclist crashed her window and took her bag away!

She is fine btw. Just a bit depressed because she lost her Coach Sabrina Bag, her iPhone complete with charger and her RM1000 worth of make ups. 

Well, guess who's gotta teman her here and there to replace her IC and etc?

Yes, she don't care that I have to rest. She blame me because she got snatched AFTER visiting me. (T_T)

But hey, I am a super nice sister plus I am NOT capable of sitting in the house and doing nothing.

So guess what is the 1st thing she did after replacing all her important documents?

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The lucky part of being a snatch theft victim.

She is one happy lady now. Forgot about her loss already.

Really, if i were to lose my handbag, I will be devastated if I lost my iPhone too. I mean come on.. we would drive all the way back home if we accidentally left our iPhone at home aren't we?

But, she was not the only one who was on cloud 9 the other day.

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eheheheheheheh