So besides the fact that today is my birthday, my day hasn’t been too good. But I’m betting I’m making way too big a deal out of something so small…
Yesterday I misplaced my agenda sometime midday (between before lunch and the beginning of 7th hour). I was freaked out, but realized I probably left it in the choir room. So hey, I go looking there, but I didn’t find it. This morning, I went looking again, but it was no where to be seen, and I also checked the lost and found, but no avail. And I performed the same routine after school. So I’ve concluded that someone is either playing a large joke on me, someone stole it, or I totally left it somewhere I don’t remember (though I’m %99 percent sure I last saw it in the choir room). Another odd fact is that last year, the choir room was the worst place to leave things, because theft was not all too uncommon. That’s part of the reason they now have guards at the exits during lunch…so no one can venture into unlocked classrooms and steal something.
Regardless, I’m pretty dang mad about:
a) My stupidity at misplacing my agenda,
or
b) Someone stealing my agenda or playing some cruel joke.
How wonderful it has made my birthday!!! /sarcasm.
I had MANY MANY MANY things recorded in that nice little book, to keep track of everything (school work, extracurricular stuff, church events, etc, etc). Now I feel as though I don’t know what I’m doing tonight or this weekend, because I can’t check what I wrote down. Hopefully, if I don’t get mine back, I’ll be able to reorganize my new one as well as what I had my lost one (re-collecting dates and appointments, etc), which will be a royal pain anyway.
So I’m left thinking: “What’s happening here? Why have I become so attached to a stack of papers bound together?” To me, I hate the way people are stuck to their possesions, but now I realize how much of a culprit I am. So I’m trying to figure out ways to organize myself and my mind, to be less reliant on such an unreliable (lose-able, stealable) object and instead working more out of just my mind, something that can’t be confiscated. Maybe I can figure out a nice system of remembering things…but then that will be hard. Or I could just write things down in a book and be paranoid about losing it? It’s a toss up, I guess.
What do you think? Are their ways to become less connected to an agenda or other organizational tool? I just don’t want to be so tied to something that I break down and can’t function when I’m without it.
Thanks for reading. Comment me up some ideas if you have any…or just comment anyway.
ps. I found this site of pretty cloud pictures to brighten my mood a little… The Cloud Appreciation Society.
