Ohmigosh I feel like a friggin air head! I left for my cashier class and when I got there I seriously could not remember if I locked the door or not. I felt so retarded and I was freaking out thinking about my bass guitar and all of our stuff flying out the door. Expecially since our car got stolen from this place a few monthes back. I texted Lance and then called my appmt. office to have them check on it and I felt horrible. I came home to find that the door was locked but I have no idea if it was me this morning or my appmt. manager who went to check it for me. So I checked the place out to make sure there was no one in here to jump out later. Everything was fine.
And my boyfriend was kind of jerky at first and then he appologized and told me he loved me and to be carefull going home. It's nice to know I'm cared about.
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