Robbers and Finals

AGHHHHH.
Sorry, just needed to get that out. It's been a stressing couple of days.
My favorite day of the week is Monday; Monday afternoon to be exact. From 7-9 I get to go to acting class, which is a magic place for me. So class ends and I'm putting my shoes on when I look over to the piano-the classes are in a ballet studio- where there's lots of stuff scattered except one thing. My recently bough Blackberry Bold 9000 was gone. POOF. Vanished into thin air. I am pretty messy with my stuff so, I looked for it to see if I misplaced it. I didn't. I called the number and it sent me straight to voicemail. Funny, my cellphone had been on. I started panicking. Now, you might think I sound materialistic or something. I am not, but I do have trust issues with my parents. I always think they aren't going to believe me when I tell them things. They never do. Nikki: "Hey, my iPod got stolen"
Dad: (with very skeptic face) "Reaaallllyyy? Who?"
N: "It was in my lunchbox. Lunchbox was in my room when the cleaning lady was casually 'cleaning lunchboxes'. See the allibi?"
D: "YOU ALWAYS MISPLACE THINGS. IPODS AND LUNCHBOXES ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER. YOU DO NOT GIVE THINGS THE VALUE THEY DESERVE."

Took me three or four years to get another iPod. Same thing when the cute guys stole my camera. Never leave your camera unattended when two guys suddenly flirt with you on the beach at sunset.
Back to the story, I got home and my mom asked me how did it go in class. I gave her pouty face and unexpectedly started to sob. Like hardcore sobbing. I think she thought I had been hit or something. Daddy got a little '24' and sent a message to my cellphone saying "We know who you are. We saw you through the security camera. Give it back tomorrow and we wont do anything. If not, get ready."

Oh and those of you who care... I am in finals. My last middle school exams. They've been pretty easy, so thats good.
I'm really tired now, so more blogs coming your way soon.
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