You see..I got my wallet and my phone stolen yesterday. In cafe rio. In salt lake. I am never going there again. :( Two of my friends went into the men's bathroom and found my purse dumped in the sink, and I was very depressed. They stole my driver's license, my student ID, my debit card, my insurance card, my phone, my life. I'm just...not a happy camper right now.
I have been considering lying about my age this week...I mean, because I have no form of identification, why not be something different, right? ha...That way maybe my age difference between "Tyson" and I won't seem as...unattractive...
Because I don't have my things, it means that I can't get into my building to, you know...go to bed and get changed and shower and live and stuff....and I can't drive. And because I don't have my phone, I have no way of contacting any one. So I have to live with my mom and let her know when she needs to drop me off and come and get me. I swear, it's like elementary school all over again.
But I'm very thankful for the few friends that helped me out yesterday. To them, I am eternally grateful. Especially Miss Lindsay. She's my savior. She kind of made the whole night better. I dunno where I would be without her. So thanks, hon.
So again, I hope things will get a little better over the next week.....I'll be praying a lot.
By the way... "Tyson" called back...and said yes. :)
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