I lost my phone today. It cost $589. I only bought it last week.
I really hate myself. Because I didn't take my dad's advice and put it in a pouch. Because I didn't check my pocket when I was going out of the taxi.

Also, I hate the world. Why are there so many unkind people in the world? Why did they have to claim my phone for their own? They took out the SIM card and ran off. Because my phone was reachable until 3pm, then it couldn't. Is it so hard to keep your disgusting little hands off my phone? WOULD IT KILL YOU TO HAVE SOME MORALS?

I am never going to buy expensive things ever again. The more you have, the more chance there is that you'll lose something, and the more you'll regret it. This doesn't only apply to phones.
I guess I'm just unlucky and the world is a vortex of unhappiness. One day, all the frustrations we pour at the universe will make it explode. And we'll get what we want and deserve.