It's a quarter to four in the morning. I woke up and couldn't sleep again because I was too busy thinking about my wallet. I hope, i really do, that the person who got it at least give the wallet itself back to me -- just the wallet and its contents. I don't care if he/she gets the money. I want my wallet back. I've prayed to God so many times...and i just cried a few minutes ago because of it. I really did learn my lesson; i really did...so lord i hope you heard me...please give me my wallet back.
I can't think about anything else. My wallet just keeps on popping right into my head. And only if I haven't been so stubborn I wouldn't have lost it -- if i just talked to my mom while we were in the car I wouldn't have lost it -- if I just did that it would still be with me. If i still had it i would be able to go to my friend's birthday bash. If i still had it i would've been able to do so many things. I just hope that i get my wallet back. I pray to get my wallet back.
I can't go back to sleep even though my eyes are killing me. They hurt, and i've been yawning, but i don't care, since i really, really want my wallet back. Please give me my wallet back.... I promise I'll try harder this quarter...i'd stop drawing during classes.........................
posted by aya-chan @ 21.1.05
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