I don't know what to think about this one.... 

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It's band tour...sad....  Well no, happy...or sad....  I don't know what to do!  It's crazy how dependent my days have been upon these guys.  Now I have to figure things out for myself.  Sheesh!  I don't know what to do now.  hmm...  Well, I guess I'll actually get homework done.    Just kidding guys.  But in all seriousness, I wish you all the best during tour and I can't wait until you get back.

xoxo

So I just want to cap off the rest of the week.  After the backpack incident I didn't think things could get any worse.  Wrong.  I left my other backpack in DS overnight on accident, locked my homework in the band locker of which I had forgotten the combination to over the weekend, got rear-ended in the parking lot (my car was parked and some guy just slammed into my car--lucky me), lost one of my oldest best friends forever, and my back won't pop.  Also, the history quiz I "Aced"...well...didn't turn out that way.  What really gets me is that I was so confident on that quiz.  *sigh*  Here's hoping for a better week. 

However, on the plus side, I'm in a flute quartet and we sound really good.  So.....  Hmm, I guess that's all I have for now.  Well, tchus!

*edit:  Also, I got a letter saying I was accepted into the Education Program here at Concordia!  That makes me happy.  Yay.

Oh what a day.  It was a normal busy Tuesday up until about 9:45 and it turned into an investigative adventure!  What happened?  Here's the story:

So about 6 pm I throw my music history book in my backpack, which was hanging on the pegs in the music building, and headed to my night Deutsch class.  At 8:30 pm I got out of class and went straight to a low brass sudio class being led by the low brass professor and that went until 9:30 pm.  After that I put my things away in the music lockers, grabbed my flute, and headed towards my backpack that was hanging on the pegs...however it was nowhere to be found.  I must've turned the damn music building upside down looking for that thing and I could not find it.  So, as any very frustrated person would do, I turned to others to see if they heard or seen anything.  My friend Kristin was told by a guy that there was a backpack in one of the male restrooms so she took the initiative to investigate.  Sure enough, it was my backpack in the male restroom.  ...but it wasn't just in the restroom...it was in the TOILET!  Needless to say my books are ruined.  That's about $200.00 worth of books right there.  Nothing was stolen.  Someone just went, "I think this bag needs a bath" and upon thinking that they swiped my backpack up and put it in the toilet.  Ironically this wasn't the first time that this has happened to me.  My freshman year of high school a guy stole my purse from the band cubbies and took all the money from it and then threw the purse in the toilet.  I was told by campus security that I should file a report so I did...they told me that this was the same situation as the high school incident.  Also, with which restroom that was picked I was told by security that this was also something planned out and not just a "whim" thing.  There is really nothing that can be done except to spread the word so that others are aware and can keep an eye out and especially protect their own belongings so that this doesn't happen to them.  The music building is the most trustworthy building on campus--everyone leaves their things out and no one ever touches them.  ...so why this?  why now?  why me?  So recockulous.  The suspect has been narrowed down to a male (surprised?) and that means that there are about 75,000 males to question.  Also, with knowing how costly college books are, a smart evil-doer would know to sell my books because a huge chunk of change can be made off of those.  So this could also mean that a junior high or high school student did it.  Regardless...it's shitty.  Literally.  I've been cracking bad jokes all night about it to lighten up the mood.  I even called Bradley out of jest and asked him if he "dumped" me.  Yeah, it's bad...but what do you expect from someone who talks to Dr. Hellner every day.  Her puns are contagious.  So anywho, that's the story. 

Hope your day doesn't go in the crapper.