Jan 08, 2006 22:53
Lamest sob story ever:
I lose absolutly everything. Everything. It's a miracle if I hold on to one object for more than a few months because it will wind up lost anyway. The word "loser" suddenly has whole new meaning.
I've lost so many pencils before, it's ridiculous. Evaporated into thin air? Sunk through the floors of my bedroom? Grown legs and walked away? If only these were plausible excuses. Unfortunatly, whenever I lose something, those are the only logical ones. Take for example half a pair of earrings that I lost a few days ago (my favorite pair, might I add). They were sitting on my desk chillin. I come back from the shower to put them away and they're GONE. Well...just one earring. THe other is now safetly stowed away. Why? It's not like the other one will grow legs and walk back. Is this punishment for not putting them in the proper place right away? Is this punishment for being disorganized like hell? Probably. Whoever you are punishing me, thanks. Thanks a lot. Because in the last four days, I lost not only half on my favorite pair of earrings, but also my flash drive with all of my computer programming crap on it, Eliza's ipod charger that I mistakenly stowed away, and my favorite snake ring. Just. Fucking. Perfect