Earlier today, after fourth period, the bell rang for the last time. I didn't realize it right away as I was reading my Yearbook signatures when it rang, but when I got up I thought about it for a second and realized it was over... and I became extremely excited, haha. A joy just spread over me. I don't know if other high school kids feel the same on their last day, but I wouldn't be surprised if the other kids in my high school felt just like me because we aren't there like other schools for four years and that's it, we're there for nine. That's half of our life spent going to the same exact area from 8 - 3 almost everyday. After a while, after that long, a routine definitely builds up and we become attached; which in essence should make more reason for me to miss it, but I don't. That'll hit me later o; so for now I shall bask in our freedom.

But that's not why I wanted to write a post tonight - only partly why. The real reason, stated by the title, is I wanted to rant about how dumb thieves are. I might say some things you may not be expecting, and excuse me if I do 'e' before 'i', it's too difficult a word, haha. Thieves are dumb. Not because they steal from other people, from unsuspecting people that are too dumb to guard their possessions. No. Thieves are dumb because many of them are very amateur. Many thieves steal at random with no need to steal at all except for, oh I don't even know why. You would think it's because they are too poor to afford anything themselves so they steal from others that have what they need. I'm talking about a specific occurrence. Earlier today, right before I leave to school, I walk over to my car to put a bunch of junk in it for the day. I notice right away something is afoot. Yes, afoot. I like to keep my car rather clean, while I admit there are some weeks where it looks very unpresentable, I make up for it by cleaning it extra nice the following week; so when I saw this greasy kind of residue left on the outside of my driver's side door, it didn't smell right (not the residue, the situation; the residue smelled quite wonderful actually). I thought some idiot probably walked too close and his hair was really long and that he was an idiot. Then I noticed that the door was unlocked. Now, this only half surprised me because I have been known to leave my car unlocked over night, sometimes to experiment whether my neighborhood is safe and other times because I bring someone home with me and they forget I don't have power door locks. Anyway, I wouldn't've been surprised if the door was just unlocked and the residue wasn't there. But there's more. My glove compartment and my console cover were open. The average person would have been devastated, but not me; my car's been broken into before - people just love the old Civic Hatchbacks, don't they? The first time, I had my stereo stolen, but I didn't mind much because it came with the car, I just went over to a junk yard and they took out stereo from another Civic. But still, at least the first time I was hurt and felt violated, this second time I was just annoyed. These idiots stole nothing. Well, they technically stole a few CDs that were in my console, but I don't even listen to them, all I listen to now is 89.9 KCRW, go NPR. But besides those, nothing. Which made me most angry because that such an opportunity to steal so much. Like most people, I keep my registration in the glove compartment. That was still there, but I understand him not taking that - he didn't need to, it would only frustrate me. There's something else that I keep in my glove compartment that most others wouldn't - my wheel locks. In November I put in these extremely beautiful ASA EM9s and BFGoodrich g-Forces on my car and each lug is a lock. In order to take out the tire for rotation or for change and what not, you need the lug key and another key to take off the center ring. Everything is sitting there in the glove box. But they were still there, and so were my wheels. That made me most mad. This person had the perfect opportunity to steal a sub-$1000 suspension upgrade and he decides not to. Ugh, amateur thieves. But don't get me wrong. I'm really thankful that nothing was stolen, except those CDs, but even still, aren't thieves just dumb? Voice your opinions - oh wait, you can't, haha. Oh, and if you have the hots for my beautiful car, click on the graphic, or here, to get a bigger view of the glove compartment. It's a very attractive car.

Other than this story, I only have three other things to say. One is that there's this really nice new Supercuts (I would go to the barber, I used each time, but I don't know if they'll know what to do with my hair. And I've always wondered, why do so many guys with short hair go to the hair salon, no offense, but why? I usually see more guys than girls at the salon, are you guys afraid of barbers? I don't mean to offend of course) near the Northridge Mall, newly constructed four months ago - not the best location, but great area. Everything's new there. On the corner there was this Burger King that's been there for the longest time that they demolished and in its place they are constructing not only a new Burger King, but on the same lot, a T-Mobile shop and some Mexican restaurant - don't recall the name - and they still have room to spare because there's a number saying something or other - it's on Corbin and Nordhoff if you're interested. And a few months before that, a Lowe's opened up right across. It's looking great. Anyway, this Supercuts is pretty good. Small little place, only four chairs, but the service is real nice. I think my hair's a little too short now, but that's my fault. I kept getting a call during the cut (ahem) and I didn't want to answer it because I was getting a cut but the lady started to laugh at the constant phone calls from the same person so I decided to pick up and talk to her. That's probably why I didn't notice it was too short - it would've been too late to do anything about it though. But that is definitely not her fault (the hair cut lady). Great place nonetheless. I'll go back in three or four months. The second thing I have to say is that I gave Mr. Carroll a wad of printer paper to make up for all the paper we've wasted in the back these past two years. He wasn't in his room so I wrote him a long letter and left it and the wad of paper in his box. I hope he gets it. And I forget the third thing I wanted to tell you. It was probably nothing anyway. Okay, I'm off. I hope everyone enjoys their graduation day. Party at Robyn's house at 10:30, don't worry if you weren't invited, I'm inviting you, haha. And I don't plan on retiring the site anytime soon so check back in from time to time while you guys are living your lives, check Imadul's too, I don't know if he's retiring his after this week. Stay safe everyone. Take care. see u.