Some guy in Atlantic City stole my Nikon d40 right off my back on Sunday. The whole thing happened so fast. I tried to chase him down, but he ran down some side street and I lost him.
This is not the first time somebody stole a d40 from me. My heroin addict brother stole one a few years ago (not to mention countless other things like other cameras, video cameras, video games, game systems, iPods, dvds, a computer etc etc). Also, when my house burnt down my replacement d40 was destroyed.
I really feel as if I am not meant to have anything.
There were so many great pictures on there too. My younger brother's graduation, my niece's dance recital, and a lot of great pictures of me and Chris.
I am beyond upset.
On top of being upset about this, I need to find ways into work the next four days. I wish i knew somebody with a spare car I could use. I'd just be going fifteen minutes away.