My wallet and keys were stolen from me. The thief must have seen the bloodshot eyes signalling a lack of sleep... my housemate has been staying up late (3am...) to study and she has a tendency to slam doors and cupboards... I get up at 6am.

So I waste an entire week fixing my cards, worrying abt telltale slips of paper; today I realised my 512MB thumbdrive is missing as well. I sit outside the apartment doors, waiting for someone to help me get in, and I sink into deep depression.