foreshadowed, just like the movies

"tossed and turned in my sleep that night,
woke up the next morning, niggas had stole my bike"
- 50 Cent

My car got broken into last night. Remember when I said my neighbourhood seemed a little fishy lately? I (and some white boy who got broken into last night as well, my dad saw him at the police station when he went to report it) am the latest victim.

I woke up today differently from the regular alarm sound I hear, it was my dad's voice. He told me my car got broken into and if I had anything valuable that was in there. I fucking got up with this bad news and checked. Besides my Oakley's, nothing else was stolen. Keyword stolen. The thief attempted to steal my head unit. He obviously didn't know what the fuck he was doing, because he took the face off my NON-detachable faceplate stereo. He also didn't steal my sub and amp that were in the trunk (could've keyed in on the remote in my car, which i now hide). Phew, my sub/amp worried me the most because that's probably the most valuable thing in my car. But a $200 pair of sunglasses isn't too shabby of a booty. None of my CDs were stolen either, very good. The total damage comes to a shattered passenger front window, a $200 pair of sunglasses, and a fucked up radio. It could be so much more, but I'm still pissed off. I was sitting in chemistry today with feelings of sadness, anger, and occasional bouts of narcissitic rage. I wish I would've seen the mother fucker breaking my window. I wouldn't have felt bad bringing my 6 iron out there to tune his ass up (and I hope any of you would do the same). I suspect it was just some dumbass teenager with a hammer. First of all, pros wouldn't have targeted my $90, Future Shop special, CD player. Second of all, they would've known, and stole, my car's beats. I really hope karma is a real thing. I'll be really pissed off if it was just something the bad guys came up with to keep the good guys passive.

I was driving home from school today and realized that I have to fork out the money to buy a new stereo now. I'm lucky that my dad paid for the window. I knew my tax return came yesterday for a reason (but it won't pay for my new sunglasses and deck). I'm thinking $400 plus for my new shit. I wanted to kill some Sand People just like Anakin, kill them all. Then I thought that I don't want to walk to the dark side and calmed down again. Crime sucks. Just like Biggie says: mo' money, mo' problems. That's why people like Bono are trying to help destroy poverty, so people don't steal his shit.

You know what they say about pictures, they say a thousand words. I wish they could also punch fuckers who steal shit, so when they saw what they have done, they'd get fucked.



Here are my sunglasses. Oakley XX (or Twentys) in the Ice flavour. If you see some punk wearing them who doesn't seem like he got them legitimately, jump his ass.


Point of entry. They busted the front passenger window. There was a sickening crunch from the glass when I shut the door. The boat in the background was the boat I was talking about in my last post.


Everything looks okay here, except for the messed up radio. What a fucker.


This is what happens when you DIY detachable faceplate. Probably scratched up my 50 Cent CD too, idiot.


Just like Dave Chappelle said, people DO still steal radios. This guy was just probably trying to do it for "street cred." I can just see it: "look guys, I stole a stereo."


In conclusion, don't leave your car out on the street in my neighbourhood. Unless you have a big dog sleeping in the back seat, or better yet, you could sleep in the back seat, with a bat, better make it a bat wrapped in barbed wire.