Today in the P.E. locker room I lost one of my glasses' lens. After pleading to my teacher and spending almost half the period searching with my friend Pikachu*(on hands and knees) we finally concluded defeat and I spent the rest of the day attempting not to run into anybody from lack of depth perception.
On that bright note, my mom found a job that paid well after being laid off her old job 3 months ago. The weird thing is, every time me or my sister lose something, our parents gain something. Like the time when she(my little sister) lost a tooth, and my dad got a $5oo bonus. Talk about odd.