My Day #9

Saturday, July 9, 2011:
Today was a...really bad day. First thing in the afternoon, I went with my dad to watch him have a haircut. Then, we wanted to go to Best Buy, but the car won't start. So, we didn't go. We waited for half an hour until it was repaired. We decided to go to a mall to eat, go to Sears, and shop. Eating is the first thing to do there because I was hungry. My stomach started aching for food. Then, we went to Sears so Dad can ask something about his car. Mom bought a real brown leather wallet. The last time she bought a wallet was 17 years ago. It's time to buy a new one. Then, we went off to Best Buy to exchange my Huawei S7 Slim. The tablet had technical difficulties. It's a shame that it was out of stock. So, we got a refund. Then, we went to Target. I'm eyeing on their cameras. Dad did get in a fight with an employee... Not sure why.
When we came back home, our family friend told us a story. There was two black guys who was banging our garage door. Maybe to sneak in. They probably thought no one was home because our car was not in the driveway. This happened while my family and I were gone. Good thing my neighbor was cutting grass and scared them off. The two guys did left 2 bikes and push our trash cans over. We didn't see that part. BUT, we did see them trying to receive their bikes. One of them was trying to ask us for his bike back. My dad yelled SO LOUD like a bullhorn. So, the guy left. But, minutes later, he came back with a friend. Maybe his friend was also banging our garage door. The main guy (not the friend) took his bike! Dad yelled out, "CALL THE COPS!! CALL 911! HURRY! THEY'RE TAKING A BIKE!!" My mom RAN to the window to find out what's happening. Too bad that the guys left before the department picked up the phone. Now, there's only one bike left. The friend panicked. He was raising his hands up like he was caught by the police. He was scared, I guess. My dad does yell like a police officer. Made sense, though. I did remember their clothes. When cops came, Mom told the whole story to them. I told them their clothes. Well, only the main guy. I don't remember the friend's clothes. The cop said to my mom, "Your daughter [me] is trained enough to remember their clothes." I laughed in the inside. :) Nice to say, but somehow made me laugh. WELL, that's about it.... PEACE OUT.