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I fucking hate Bellingham. My camera was stolen, someone broke into my room while I was home for easter because I left my window unlocked. They tore off my screen and threw it in the bushes and somehow knocked out the wooden block. There's a little bit of mud and grass I found on my windowsill and now it explains why my computer was on (because someone bumped my desk and it was on standby) and why my sweatshirt was stuck in part of my chest that I never open. Some fuckface was digging through my crap. I'm fucking fuming with anger. I don't think they even left my room, just dug through my stuff and left because none of Tracy's stuff is missing. FUCK YOU ASSHOLE I JUST GOT THAT CAMERA AS A GIFT NOW ITS GONE. IT WAS PROBABLY ONLY WORTH $100. GO FUCK YOURSELF SHITFACE!