Some ass stole my handphone yesterday afternoon while I was sleeping. Sickening freak. I just completed my shift at 10am and went to sleep. It was stolen between 1130 and 1300. I tucked my handphone slightly under my pillow and when I woke up, it was gone. Yes, it's stolen, I am very sure about it. Idiot. What a great start to a Sunday.

So now, I have to get a new one when I am already so broke. All my handphone numbers are gone too. Can't believe the thief is so brave. Well, now I know. There are lots of thieves around. It was only after I lost my handphone that my friends told me there were many such cases before. So ironic. A guard stole my phone. Can't accept this man. Anyway, I have to move on.

Guard duty was fine, just that I felt so dirty that I had some trouble sleeping. I wonder if the bedsheet and pillow were ever washed. Mosquitoes were in abundance. I killed about 10 the whole day and half of them had their bellies full of blood. The toilet had no toilet paper and the patrol route was long, dark and tiring. I think I walked at least 15km in total for my 4 2-hour shifts. It was an experience. At least I know what to bring for the next time.

I took half-day today to come home and rest and collect my sim card from M1. Somehow, I still feel tired after sleeping. So I'm gonna sleep now. Good night.