So here’s the ordeal that happened on Friday night. Note that this incident still hurts and I do hope that this never happens to anyone.

So Friday night was clubbing night. My parents didnt know that I was going clubbing but I did tell them that I was going to sleep over at my friend’s house which was the truth. I packed up my stuff and when my friend picked me up from my house, she told me that we were going straight to the club. This happened at around 10 pm. I was surprised by this because I thought that we would stop by at her house so I could change to the club and drop off my things. So we decided to stop by at her friend’s house so I could change in her bathroom. After the changing, we went to the club. The club was in an area where…. Shootings happen… I didnt know this until we got there. The club was ladies free before 11:15 pm. We stopped at the parking lot first while my friend called a few people who were also coming to the club. Then after that at 11 pm we decided to go in because we didnt want to pay… I asked my friend if I could put my backpack in her car trunk because I didnt want anyone seeing it from her car. I took out my driver’s license and my cellphone. The license was for ID’s which was needed for the club because it was a 19+ club. And that was the beginning…. At 2:30 pm we decided to go home. I thought it was pretty early considering how the club wasnt really that bad… Except for the music because all they played was reggae. So we were driving to my friend’s house and once we got to her house, everything went downhill from there. As soon as she opened her trunk, my backpack was missing. My friend’s stuff from work was also missing. So basically all my shit was stolen from her trunk. Let me tell you this, I left the club semi-drunk and when I saw that my shit was stolen, my “drunkness” went away and I started bawling in her front yard. Remember this is around 3 am in the morning. We went inside her house and my other friend was calling the police while I continue to bawl my eyes out. So many things were stolen from me including my wallet, cd walkman, backpack, skirt, pajamas, jeans, 2 tshirts, see-through dress shirt, health card, social insurance card, 3 credit cards, bank card and my student card. It still feels raw for a bit now. I got home at 4 am and my parents were yelling at me while i call the credit card company. It really wasnt easy considering how I slept at 5 am and woke up at 9 am.. Not enough of sleep.

On Saturday I was suppose to work but I told my boss that I couldnt come in because I had to talk to the cops. I told them everything that I had lost and he even gave me a lecture that people shouldnt leave anything in their cars. I already felt bad enough and here he goes lecturing me. I cancelled all my credit cards and got a new bank card. My mom went with me on Saturday to replace the bank card. She’s been supporting me on this. She’s been comforting me and telling me that I just had a bad experience and now I know what not to do. Tomorrow we’re going to get my new health card and my new social insurance card.

Anyway, that’s what my weekend mainly consists of.. Yes I know it was total crap weekend. The worst weekend in my life. :weeping