Fucking Frustated

What I wore last Wednesday:

Little Miss Scatterbrain Tee: Vintage Rags
Jodhpur: Chic Simple
Bag: Les Catino
Shoes: Fly Shoes

the bag cover, so cute right? hehe

What I wore last Saturday:

Sunglasses: Forever 21
Plain White Tee: Rider
Necklace: gift from grandma
Bag: Auntie Devy's
Bangles: forgot
Shorty: FO
Flip-flop: Vincci

This is so fucking fucked up (?). Really.
So, this Sunday, me, Mom&Dad go to Senayan City to meet Mrs. Saripah and her daughter, Cut, a family friend. She got a pair of shoes for my mom. After we finished our dinner, we went to Debenhams to shop something.
Debenhams is so fucking crowded. Midnight sale, you know. I go with Cut with the gift on my hands. We have a lot of fun seeking for clothes, shoes, and accesories. We got a pair of shoes for us (my new shoes photo later :p).
Finally, I realized that the gift is not in my hands anymore! And the panic attack begun. I walk around and asking people.
Finally, after I drop my number in the information center, and asking for help to the security, I go home cause it's already around 12 o'clock (or already 1 o'clock?).
I call them again and they said still have no information about my gift-bag.
Shit. So fucking, fucking, fucking shit. I'm a bloody loser, right? Such, a bloody loser.
Anyone can help? Please, I'm frustated!