So March Break started out WONDERFUL! There was no school, no homework, and I had three solid days of sleepovers and anime. It was, in the words of my fuku-taichou. pwnsome. But on Saturday morning, after waking up at the unholy hour of 9 am after staying up till about 6 am, I went to my sewing class which was fine but I was a zombie. And after sewing class my mom took myself and my brother to this anti-racism thing, where i was still a zombie. The event really wasn't all that bad, and my brother left after eating, cuz there was free food. Myself and my mom eventually left after watching some Indian and Native dancing, which was really cool. Me and my mom walked down the street for a while, and while we were in one store my brother called my mom's cell. And guess what... WE WERE ROBBED!!! GODFREAKINGDAMNIT!!! THAT BASTARD STOLE MY FREAKIN LAPTOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!! EVERYTHING I'VE WRITTEN, EVERYTHING I WAS WORKING ON, ALL MY NOTES FOR SCHOOL ARE GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....*ahem* the thief also stole a number of other things which I will not list here. Thankfully the cops caught that bastard, but unluckily for me they still haven't found my laptop.

p.s. this journal was written using my brothers new computer which the thief was 'kind' enough not to steal.