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Thank my luck that Im typing on my Yoda Mac

So, my parents house got broken into...

I walked into the house from my slow morning working out, just wanted to drop some stuff off and head out to lunch with my aunt and cousins but then I noticed my front door wide open. My first thought was, "oh shit, did I leave the front door unlocked??  My dad is going to KILL me!!" But then I saw the TV was gone and the back door was broken into... yup, definitely wasn't my fault.

Nothing like this ever happens to me so I was walking in a circle for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably only 30 seconds before I realized I should call 911 (for my first time ever) and report a break in. Next thing of importance, MY MAC!! It was pure relief when I saw my mac laying on my bed as peaceful as when I left it. Don't nobody take my Yoda Mac. Then I booked it outta the house and waited on the road for the cops.

It was weird because they left a lot of things, only taking the TV and some money off my bedside table which was right next to my Mac.

Thank my luck that:
A) I wasn't in the house when they decided to break in
B) They didn't take Yoda Mac
C) They didn't take a lot of other things that they could have taken.

This is why I don't have nice things!

Im still a little shook up and pissed off that my day was altered so much. Now Im starving, tired cause I didn't get to take my nap today and need to start packing before tomorrow since today is pretty much the last day Ive got time to do some packing!!

Off to the VI in three days!

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