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Just when you finally think life is actually going well for once... BAM!!! Life smacks you in your face and reminds you, "No honey, you forgot, your life is supposed to suck." So i got out of school at lunch today to come home and have my brother teach me how to/change my oil. Well i get home and he is here and both of us haven't eaten to we go to get some food. We get back home and Jason gets a phone call from his roommate Tanya in Turlock... there house got broken into. Tanya had come home from school and was trying to unlock the front door and she noticed it was harder to unlock than usual, it actually felt like someone was holding the doorknob and she heard some noise inside and took off scared to get hurt. Well she came back and found they had broken in through Jason's window and stolen his computer. We think Tanya scared them away so all they took was the computer, but still that was a nice computer with lots of personal information on it. My poor brother, he leaves here to go to turlock without eating the lunch we had just bought and then about 15 minutes later i realize he forgot his waller. My mom gets home and at the same time the phone ring sand its jason so i let her talk to him. She takes it really hard gets off the phone and starts crying. She says it just not fair everything bad happens to Jason, and for no good reason. And its true, my brother has been in 5 accients (one only partly his fault), totaled 2 cars, gotten his heart horribly broken twice, got accepted to UCLA but stayed here for the last heart breaker, and now his house got broken into. It's so sad. And honestly i don't know who is taking it worse my mom or my brother. My mom she just lets it all out so its obvious she is upset, but my brother is like me we hold it all in so nobody knows. So i sent my mom down to turlock to go see my brother both for her and jason, they both need it. But i stayed here because i know if i go i will get all emtional and stuff. It's stupid i know, i couldn't even stay at my brother's apartment for more than 10 minutes when he first moved in because it was too hard. I got home walked into his empty bedroom, sat down in the middle of the empty floor and cried by myself. It's just how we are. So while i wasn't the one who was robbed, talk about adding another gray cloud to a raining day.