Ugghhhhhh!!!! My car was stolen last night. I drove down to Philadelphia to go Christmas shopping, which was a stupid idea. I don't know what I was thinking. I could have gone so many better places - King of Prussia, Princeton, Manhattan!!! But I thought I'd go to Philly. My car got stolen. I couldn't get any of my friends on the phone. Nicole was in her dance class, Molly has a night class and I still don't know where Jason was. I ended up calling Andy and he drove down to help me out.

I am truly grateful to him. I was freaking out. Now I'm depressed. I loved that car. :( And I just got it a few months ago. The police told me that the crooks steal new cars for the airbags. Very weird.

My mom is coming up this weekend to help me get a new car. We're pretty sure we're not going to get mine back. She called earlier and told me she wants to go to Manhattan to see the Christmas tree in Rockefeller Plaza. I'm just not in the mood for Christmas cheer right now. I'm too upset about my car.