BAD THINGS COME IN 3s

okay, so i guess it could've started with my phone and its glitch which won't enable me to get to or add any contacts. kevin called cingular up yesterday and spent almost 2 hours on the phone, half of which was on hold, listening to suggestions of what to do to get my phone to work correctly, none of which did any good. so, it finally came down to them sending me a new phone, which is going to cost my dad $14.99 for shipping and handling, and me sending back my phone. of course this means that i had to take off my photos and will lose my ringtones and games i had on my phone since there is no way to take these off.

you think that's something, there's more...

upon arrival at the train station last night, we quickly ate our carls jr. burgers so we could get out to wait for the train (i'm anal about getting there early). well, after waiting, kevin called amtrak, which announced my train (train 715) delayed over an hour. so, while it was supposed to get there at 6:01pm, it was delayed till 7:24pm. okay, so we were going to have to wait for about an hour. but no, another call put the train's arrival time at 7:54pm and another call put the arrival time at 8:21pm. finally, it was scheduled to arrive at 8:31pm and actually showed up around that time after we had waited and waited, meanwhile 3 freight trains had gone by as well as the 7:02pm southbound train heading to bakersfield. standing there in the cold rain, i was beginning to think that my train would have to pull over to the side and let the next train (717) go by. so in the time it took us waiting for the train, myLove could've driven me all the way back up to school and been halfway back. well, so at least the train came. but then when i got on the bus, we had to wait (at least it didn't take too long) for the police to show up because one of the ladies riding the bus almost got mugged when she was standing outside. so, i guess i could've taken the next train since it didn't put me back up here until around 10:30pm. i have the worst train luck...

but wait... there's more...

so, this morning i reach into my pocket to make sure my keys are there and guess what? yep, that's right, no keys. so then i tried to think back to when i remember i last had my keys and i couldn't. but then i remembered that i put them on my pants at kevin's before church. usually i stick them in my pocket, but the pockets in the pants i was wearing that day are very deep and it's hard to get anything out of them. after that, i don't remember anything else about them. well, so this means they are still there somewhere, in uncle rusty's car that we rode in to church, or even worse, they came off at church or the restaurant we ate at after church. so, not only am i locked out of my apartment if no one's here to open the door for me, but i can't get my mail, which means that i won't be able to get my phone to send back the phone i have within 48 hours, which means that devil of a place known as cingular is going to charge me for the phone they sent to me.

i only pray that myLove or uncle rusty will find my keys and that i can get them back within a day or so... sucks to be me, eh?