I really hate my life right now.
I am never EVER having a party again. Christina's 20th birthday was quite possibly the worst day I've ever experienced....for her as well, so good job for me, I threw her one hell of a party. Her $300 brand new Coach bag was stolen, my cellphone and Molly's....and then our cat died. We are almost positive someone threw her off the balcony. I have a good idea who stole our stuff...we're getting the survelience tapes today, so we'll see. And if I ever find out who did that to Joss....I swear to god, I will fucking throw them off the balcony. Thanks Molly and Ray for helping me Friday night...I don't know when I'm getting a new phone, my dad is blaming me for all this and is really mad at me.