T1B32 - Still Fuming

I'm still cracking my nutters over Saturday. The police were no help. That was half a thousand dollars I'll never see again, or at least not the same half. Man, why do people have to be like this.. WAHHHH! Ya know, if nearly everything most people desired couldn't be bought by money, we wouldn't have this problem. Robberies happen so often that they aren't even on the news regularly anymore. *sigh*

Today evening= girl mood swings + generally bad mood + tradegy.  I can feel the love in this house. It's probably why I woke up with a cold blast of wind.

Hey, I just thought of a lie detector: if everyone in Churchill, or more specifically, Synergy, were all trustworthy like family, I should be able to leave a 20 dollar bill on a desk in the morning, and still find it there afterschool.  Of course, I don't have that kind of money to waste. But hey, a girl can dream... right?

*for a weird sort of reason, I feel much better/calmer after writing this blog. I guess letting your feelings or thoughts out to someone, or something does help...