Red Undies For Luck

I guess we Civil-ians are as entangled as ever. When the luck runs out from one of us, it runs out from all of us. 22 January 2011 was when the house cards falls down with a huge boom.

It started off perfectly. Everyone was merry and everyone was smiling and laughing. The atmosphere was so feel good you could just breathe the feel good feeling.

We left our cars at Cititel, some of us went to MOIS, some of us went to FAME. We were just searching for some innocent fun. At about 0230, it started crumbling.

A club got raided and some friends were caught in the fray, somehow they looked like criminals. Talk about face problem. -______________-.

Some, didnt bring their identification card. Please people, if you're not an illegal immigrant, bring that damned blue card with you when you're out. It doesn't weigh 5 grams!

A total of 3 cars from our side got broken into. 2 remained lostless but one was unfortunate. It was truly unfortunate and there's no way to explain it but to say it's a case of bad luck.

Apparently old cars are easy to break into, just slide a long ruler or stick into the spaces between the locks and it comes free. Damn, that's some shit seeing how we parked in the hotel and it's supposed to be safe. Or i thought it was.

The news came all out once, we found out the camera was missing and a few minutes later, the news of friends being raided arrived.

I think we all need some 'ong' to make ourselves luckier. I suggest wearing red undies once a week.
Heroes always die first.