To the poor soul who took it upon themselves to steal my leather backpack containing my laptop, ipod, wallet, books and my journal containing my own personal grievances, insights and reflections: WHAT were you thinking? None of my belongings were new - it was sure as hell apparent that they contained more sentimental than economic value. My computer, three years old and battered, has hundreds of photos, weeks worth of music, and documents containing stories, letters and schoolwork. Though I backed up some of it, most of it is now lost to me forever. Very little of these things could have any use for you, so SHAME on you for acting on your urge to take my bag as well as another girl's bag. I hope you settle whatever confusion has been instilled in you that prompts you do act so selfishly before you ravage the rest of Halifax with your malicious deeds. In the meantime, I'll be using the money I make this summer to pay back for all the things YOU stole. —Infuriated Victim of a Selfish Whim