today i got pickpocketed in a standup comedy show in toronto

goddamn bloody miserable. i had slightly more than CAD$400 in there, cos Gibb just gave me $300 for some stuff i bought for him in singapore, and i had another US$100 in there that i wanted to use to pay for the bus from windsor-toronto but ended up not using. that's like the most amount of money i ever had in one place EVER, and i guess this'll just teach me to organise my wallet better. But FUCK man, a COMEDY club? aren't people there supposed to be HAPPY? the bouncer found my wallet though, so my credit cards and IC are alright. but frankly, i'd rather have the cash :( and don't anybody give me gyp about it either. i'm normally very careful about these things (first time anything of the sort happened to me in my 29 years) even checked the velcro tab over my pocket halfway thru the show. but like my sis sed, there's a first time for everyone. its just sick that it happened in TO when i've been to much much more crime ridden places. maybe one gets more slack about it when you're in a more comfortable place.

it was a weird feeling. when i found out my wallet wasnt in my pocket anymore, i just knew i'd get it back somehow. but when the bouncer handed it back to me and it was like 50% thinner than it was before... i felt empty inside. it was like a hollow feeling, like i just lost faith in the human race. times like these i tend to want to believe people who say that you'd better look out for yourself, cos there aint no one gonna look out for you. but its also funny that in times like these its when people come out and help you. guess the worst in us brings out the best in us.

also it was weird cos during the show, there was a stage hypnotist, and i dragged janet up there and we sat, with like 15 other people, ready to be hypnotised. i didn't get hypnotised (in fact the fella had a 30% success rate, and the 5 guys who got hypnotised were all sitting in the front row, right in the middle, so it looked kinda fake) but i felt very relaxed, empty inside, kinda hollow too. similar feeling as to when i found my empty wallet, but heck of a lot scarier. i don't know what to make of that.

well i had met up with janet and fanny before the comedy thing for lunch at Al Frisco, an (you guessed it) al fresco place at John st, near Queen st. al fresco is really big here, they really appreciate their warm weather. and janet and fanny were both from waterloo, and both came to NUS for exchange (for those in the know, fanny came over, then dave, then janet) the 2 of them started talking and it ended up that they had many common friends and went on and on talking like they were old buddies... i live for the moments when i can do that - get 2 people together and watch them make a friendship. its beautiful and magical, and lights a warm smile in my heart. but i do have to learn that not everyone wants to make friends and i need to respect that too.

oh well, like they say, there's no such thing as a bad experience.