Broken In

I walked out the door and it took a second to register. Something looked out of place but I took a few more steps before my bag dropped from my hand. My mind went into instant denial...no no no wake up Michelle. I just stared.

You hear of people's cars getting broken into all the time, but it really strikes home when it happens to you. My car sat there...the surfboard still intact...glass sprinkled everywhere, almost decorative. I wouldn't have been so shocked had I been in the bay area...but here in SLO?

"Did they get you too?" says a voice behind me. I turn around to face a neighbor. The police came to the scene. Juveniles he stated as he dusted my car for prints. They broke into and stole from three cars on that street.

Stupid I remember...I was so stupid. While things like iPods were stolen from the neighbors, the kids had hit jackpot with me. Intending to leave for San Jose last night, I left my purse in my car and walked into the house, where I ended up staying instead. I guess I was lucky because they could have taken so much more...but they left the surfboard, skateboard, clothes...they went through my glove compartment and threw everything around the seats. For the most part, they only took my purse...but that had everything. 'Everything' I repeated in my head. No. No not everything. I still had my phone thank God. And my camera. I had just taken those out the night before. But all my membership cards, credit cards, cash, and at least 300 dollars in gift certificates to various places.

Looking back, it's really not that bad. I don't have access to money for about a week I've found. I can't go to the bars it seems. I spent the entire day running around town getting replacement stuff and on the phone canceling this and that. But I guess it's not that bad. It's just been a rough summer. A really rough summer and this thrown into the mix just puts me in a daze. Sigh. Well I've also learned that taping up the window and driving 70 mph for three hours will drive you nuts...you end up tearing it all off in about 30 minutes I find lol. Better to be cold. I get the window replaced int the morning.

For now I'll listen to my music. It's 2am but I have it on loud so I can't hear anything else through the thin walls here in the house. It's my first night back in my own bed since last Wednesday. This place has become my home, and I move out in a week and a half. I don't know whether to be glad or sad...though I am admittedly both.

Brian just got a new puppy...such an adorable thing. I do kind of wish I could take AJ and Baby along with Fish with me when I leave...but ah the life of a student. And I'll be homeless in two weeks lol. Ah the very interesting life...of me haha. Rich and poor at the same time. Loved and yet unnoticed. Dazed and confused (lately at least). So much to be thankful for...and yet not without being humbled which has forced itself upon me. But perhaps that's not such a bad thing. Makes life more appreciative and interesting in the least.