My mind has been set into motion. How could it not be after watching Michael Moore's 'Farenheit 9/11'?

This is the end result of the documentary.
Pause that. I need to rash off about something else. I lost my camera yesterday outside Rebel. Someone took it , I dropped it, I left it or whatever, it's gone. One minute it was in my hands taking a good ol' Canon picture and the next no one had it in their pockets. Im really sad. You know me, I always take things in my stride, everything's a learning lesson, something to take home and move on after that. But this one, I cant. My 'Billy Elliot' boxing glove keychain was on it which I watched in Australia, my 2 GB worth of picures are inside, and my beloved camera in itself. Two and a half years its been with me. Chipped and tarnished but still in good condition. It's the only electronic device that ive managed to keep for over a year and unlike those untrusty phones, this one stood by me. All the way from sec4, in class, till JC and school times and the end of it, until almost the start of uni...3 different life steps. And someone could have the damn cheek to take it from me! I hate losing things and this is the one thing i really didnt want to lose. I really want it back.
I hate the person for this. I wish I could track it down
sorry no more mood for george bush, another time