OK. I am a little irritated and I can’t snap out of it. Today was a busy day and I realized just how much I have to do. On top of that it’s no joke now because I have a deadline since I have a presentation on Friday and Monday. Whew !!! I spent a long time on the phone with the old change manager and she cleared up alot. I think I’m accomplishing alot but I don’t think my boss thinks that I’m doing it fast enough. Oh well. Now to the real reason I’m upset. AS I’m walking to my car I notice that I can see the seats a little too clearly. As I get closer I see some black stuff on the ground. So then it’s perfectly clear that some one broke into my car. AGAIN !!! I hate this fucking neighborhood!!! I can’t even park in the parking lot. This is the second time in like 3 months. What the hell. I mean I’m not extremely mad but they took my backpack. I really liked that backpack !! And in it was my cute Joe Boxer pajama set, my cute dress, and the shoes for FG's wedding. Fortunately they didn’t take the radio because for some reason, I decided to take it with me this morning. Somehow I knew that something would happen. It’s really strange how I have a sixth sense about things. At the time I don’t know what it is but I know something is up. So here I go. I have to shell out another couple hundred dollars to replace the window, the tint, and all my stuff (cuz that stuff was all so cute!!!) Oh well. What can I do. Its funny how my personality is. It could be a really big thing but I won't really stress out about it if I have no control over it.