Aku menang, tapi aku kalah. (I won, but I lost)

Aaaaah, hairan kan???? (Amasham Zat, joke baik eh)
Today, or should I say yesterday, was a roller-coaster ride for me. First things first. I had my Maths paper in the morning. The first few questions were easier than I expected, but when I got to the last question (some stupid probability qn), I got stuck. So that's about it. After that I went off to study for my elective - Working in the 21st Century, sial. I realised that there was a lot of stuff that I haven't read up so I just skimmed through everything, kecoh kecoh. The paper was at 5pm, so by 330 I was panicking and I gave up reading at about 430. When I reached the exam hall, actually just outside the hall - where my FUCKING BAG GOT STOLEN - guess who I saw, guess who, guess who.
'Al', wait for it................ 'ex'. wait for it........... 'Wai' => 'Alex Wai'. If you dunno who that is, then nvm. Hello seh. I think she is like my lucky charm ah. So far, everytime that I've seen her before a paper, I've never gotten below a B-. But I should just keep faith la, if u know what I mean. Hahaha. The paper was relatively easy, considering the amount of last minute kecoh work I input.
Then comes the best part of the evening. When I went out of the exam hall, I couldn't find my bag. I put it with all the other bags la, at the shelves. I thought "maybe Hazahar took for me", so I called him up but he said he didn't. I thought he was joking initially. But it wasn't funny at all when after everyone had left, there were really no bags left. I was like KIIIII, FUCK FUCK FUCK. Apparently this other guy lost his iPod and found a pouch in his bag. That pouch belonged to this girl whose handphone was stolen. Siape menang seh. Well at least their BAGS weren't stolen! My WHOLE BAG, MY WHOLE FUCKING CRUMPLER BAG! (which I got as a birthday present a few years back). I don't mind losing the notes inside la, coz those exams were done. But my calculator, my iPod, and house keys. WTF WTF. All 3 of us reported this to the Campus Security Division. Isap la, NTU security is so fucked up anyway.
To make the day a kick-me-in-the-crotch, spit-in-my-neck fantastic, when I went to have dinner, the stuuuuupid Panggang shop had no more chicken chop so I settled for chicken chop from the western shop, which was wtf.
So to sum up the day, in the words of A. A. Milne, "Give me back my bag, dillhole!" and, and, "When you lose, you lose. When you win, you also lose."