Whew! I don't have a D in history anymore. It raised to a C. For now. I'm balancing on thin ice here. I have two A's, five B's, and a C. I'd prefer a lot better. I mean, come on! This is pathetic. Oh...and yesterday something tremendously interesting happened. I can't believe I'm so stupid! I've done a million stupid things...this has got to top 'em all. Even the time when I was nine and I sat in my laundry basket and got stuck at one in the morning during my parents' party, and was stuck their screaming my lungs off when my parents couldn't hear me because of their music for two hours. All right...morningtime. I drive to school, get there about seven ten. Whenever I am driving, I have a tape playing in my car. Because I've heard it so many times, I know what song comes after what song, etcetera. My tape player automatically switches from one side to the other, so...yeah. It was on side B when I left, and when I was driving into the parking lot, it had switched over to the very first song on Side A, and then I turned the car off, grabbed my key, headed out and locked the car securely, especially since I had my cell phone in the glove compartment. So I went to school, and in the middle of my third class, French, I have lunch. Whoppee, lunch. And I needed my cell phone. So I headed out to the parking lot to get my cell phone. I didn't drive the car or anything. Why would I need to? All I did was open up the passenger's side, reach in the glove compartment, grab my phone, and head back in. Yep, that's all I did. I was horrified at the end of school when I realized...oh, crap! I didn't have my key! I ran all around school trying to find it, searched all my belongings from pockets in clothes and backpacks to my entire locker, and I coudn't find it. I remembered that once I left my key by accident in the keyhole to my trunk, and immidiately panicked. I hadn't gone in my trunk, though. Had I left it in the keyhole of my freaking door?! If I had, I imagine anyone could walk up to it at that point and find a nice discovery: a free car! Key...full tank of gas...brand new transmission. What more could one wish for?
I was screwed.
I ran out to the parking lot, remembering where my car was parked. To my horror, it wasn't there anymore! Oh, crap! OH CRAP! I was dead. "Uh, Mommy? Daddy? My car got stolen today, because I'm a freaking idiot, and I left the key sticking out of my door!" Right. "All right, Jess," I said to myself. "Focus. You have your cell phone. You can call the police if you need to. But before that, you need to search the entire parking lot. Wouldn't it be fine and dandy if the police showed up and found your car in the parking lot?" So I did just that. And guess what I stumbled across on the other side of the parking lot? My car! Halelujia! My car, with the key in the ignition, and the front door unlocked. Someone had decided to take my car for a joy ride. Ugh. But they hadn't stolen it! I opened up the door, and turned the car on, observing my surroundings. Ew. My car smelled like cigarette smoke. They had smoked in my car. And my sun blocker, that I had set in my back seat before, was thrown in the trunk now. They had several people in my car. The tape was on song five. And the keychain from my wallet was ripped off. They had gone through my wallet, probably looked at my license and known who the idiots's car was they were driving.Great. They'll get a kick out of this for the rest of their stupid life.
But seriously. I was lucky they hadn't stolen my car. It wasnt' very nice of them to take my car out, and invade my niche. But they had parked it back safe and sound, when many people would just love to take my car, and sell it for whatever it's worth. Get forty seven hundred dollars trade in value, and run. Not too bad of a gift to discover. In the meantime, I need to find some money to purchase a brain. Or I will find myself lying in a ditch in the near future for some reason or another.