Lost bag

Last Saturday, 4 February 2011, I lost my bag in Amber, The Fort.  My friends and I were happily giggling and dancing when all of a sudden, my bag was stolen.  Oh well, its saaaad but I dont want to cry over spilled milk.  Right now, I just have a good memory of my bag and the personal things I have inside.

1. UP ID
my Bayo bag in Cebu
 2. Driver's License
3. SSS ID
4. San Beda ID
5. HMO cards
6. ATM cards
7. Credit cards
8. Make-up
9. Graduation Pictures (circa 2003)
10. Pictures (as old as 1995)
11.  MP3 player
12. VS brush
13. wallet
14. 2 cellular phones
15. USBs
16. contact lens
17. lotion
18. Baby's letter
19. pens
20. Memories!
                                                                            
You see, I bring my cabinet inside my bag and just imagine how lost I was when it was finally gone. I lost half of almost everything of me. I was literally empty.  I was unidentified.

And now I'm moving on from that loss.  I've alredy shed big bucks to finally recuperate and start again. Its like starting a home again when you've already found comfort. And its not easy I tell you. 

So to whoever got my bag, I hope you put it in good use (please).  Just one favor. Please give me back my IDs. Please???? Even just the IDs. Please????

-Bayo Bag (February 2010- February 2011)-

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