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Unfortunately my spirits have sort of been down as of late. First of all, I think it has to do with the impending doom of midterms coming up next week. My first midterm is on Tuesday, and then are spread out throughout the rest of the week. And I'm sport of freaking out...because most of my teachers haven't even finished our reviews yet. So, this weekend I was hoping to get a broad base of my studying out of the way...but it looks like I'm just going to do the best that I can.
The one that I'm most worried about it my World History exam. I'm doing fine in the class....but at this point I don't even know what's on the exam. You want to know what the studuy guide was? It was a freaking list of words. SINGLE WORDS......broad things like Napoleon or whatever. But I'm not even sure about that.....because I never officially got the study guide because my teacher never officially passed it out...he just had it sitting on his desk so we could take it. Of course, by the time the end of class rolled around...I completely FORGOT, and I wasn't even in class yesterday...so I'M SCREWED. I'm hoping I can get it from someone...since guess when I have the exam...
That's right, Tuesday.
BUT, I have a completely MORE FUN story to add on top of this. ((it ties in, I swear.))
Okay, so yesterday, I was sitting in chemistry minding my own business. Now, my teacher spoils us by having food for sale. Simple things like little packets of peanuts, granola bars, and Capri Sun's for $.50 each. Not bad, if I do say so muhself.
So, I was sitting there, and I thought...hell, I could go for some peanuts. So I got my wallet out of my purse, and when I opened it, it was empty. EMPTY.
You may think, "Haha, you spent all your money in one place." NOT. THE. CASE. stressed
It took me but a second to register the fact that someone had stolen over forty bucks in cash from me.
If you've never had something stolen from you...then I pray it never happens to you, it's the worst feeling in the world.
At first, I didn't know what to do...I just felt like crying...but I couldn't, because I was sitting in class. I could've asked Mrs. Woodward if I could've gone to call my mom in the front office...but I would've had to explain the situation and I would've burst into tears trying to do that. So, I sat there....in a daze for the entire hour.
((I have chemistry fifth period...the period with all of the lunch shifts, so it's the longest. And yesterday we had a Pep rally...so we were on a schedual with shortened classes....which had proceeded in order of First, Second, Third, Fourth. Sixth, and then Fifth period, and then seventh, and then to the pep rally. Fifth period and sixth period were switched as to not change the times we all eat lunch.))
ANYWAY, the bell rang for us to go to lunch...and the first thing I thought of was to go to the band room and call my mom. I knew Mr. Brown had 'Planning' that period...so I was praying that he'd be in his classroom. Luckily he was, so I walked in and asked to use his phone...he agreed of course, but then asked me if everything was okay. Everything was not, of course, okay...so while trying to explain what had happened, I ended up crying hysterically.
It's not so much that I was upset over losing the money.......money is money, it can be replaced. It was the fact that I had felt violated.
I tried to calm myself down, and I called my mom, who ended up leaving work to come to see me.
All the while, I was trying to figure out when it could have possible happened. It had to be sometime in the past couple days....but I always had my purse with me in all of my classes. Then it hit me...except one. As much as it hurts me to say this, it had to have happened during band.
Before we even go to sit down, we all have to leave our bags by either of the doors. It just so we don't have stuff hanging around at our feet during rehearsal. But the point is, at the end of class....everyone is just milling around until the bell rings...so who knows who gets into what. But here's the real kicker, it could've happened just yesterday.
We just had our concert the night before, so class was going to be a free day. There was a Drum Corps International movie thing that we were supposedly "watching" and that was it. But again...people were milling around doing whatever.
Regardless of when it happened, I can't wrap my head around how. The interior of my purse is black...and my wallet is black...and I always keep it buried underneath everything. At that point it time, I hadn't gotten lunch yet...so I still had food in there, a full water bottle, not to mention a hardback book, my metronome, and even my cell phone. None of that had been bothered, all they took was the cash out of my wallet, CLOSED THE WALLET BACK UP, and put it away.
So, yes, violated is the correst term for this feeling....especially knowing it's someone I have class with.....BAND, no less. And the band isn't HUGE, we're still relatively small compared to others. And when you open my wallet, my permit and ID are RIGHT THERE, so it's not like they didn't know who they were stealing from.
The worst part of all, this wasn't out of the blue...there had been a pattern. Mr. Brown has had money stolen from his desk...and checks were stolen too, from a fund rasier we recently had. ((Figures, it was one of ours that was stolen)). You'd like to say, well, they have to live with it on their conscience....but they won't. They're probably just smug about getting away with it. And I know for a fact that it's the same kid, or couple of kids doing this.
It just, wasn't a good day.
It picked up, though. My mom decided to just sign me out of school once she got there...'cause there was no way I was going to sit through history and then go play with the marching band at the pep rally. So, our original plans for the day were to go to the mall and run a few errands.....we just started earlier.
I bought a bunch of books, which made me feel better, just a little.
And later in the evening I went to go see a friend of mine in a play put on by hist church.....that was...................entertaining.
 Yaya-chan13 · Sat Dec 09, 2006 @ 03:06pm · 1 Comments |
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