Point the finger where?

There's an odd thing between me and losing things. One minute, I'm sure they're there, the next, it just isn't. And I swear I haven't touched them or anything. I have lost my pens this way: I put them on the table, have a weekend, then find them gone on Monday. It sometimes rubbed off on my Treasurer duties (not the big incident, mind you). Let's say I'm flooded with people clamoring for change, putting money in one place, fighting the wind from scattering the papers and checking my list. Then the inevitable occurs. A bill gets blown off onto the floor. I put paperweights on everything before I go get it (which is only a split second in which I tear my attention off from the bill), then find that it isn't on the floor anymore, nor anywhere near, nor has anybody seen it fly away. It is, then it ISN'T.

It just... happens. I don't know how, or why.

I get that sick feeling in my stomach everytime. Now my Bio notebook isn't anywhere in the usual nooks. I remember wondering why it isn't with my other notebooks. Not that I need it; Ate could use it as a reference for her review (sans my pretty but unintelligible handwriting).

I know there are a lot of variables that come in during these incidents. Malay mo... I get these totally blacked out moments, or I moved my things, or I never put them there in the first place. Signs of aging? THIS YOUNG?! *sigh*

I have to get myself together.

Onga pala, if anybody still has their Kawil I, Integrated Science textbook, and the AP book (forgot what it's called) from 1st year, do tell me. I'm still trying to locate my old 1st year books for my sister because, guess what, I have the feeling they're lost(!!!) in some obscure part of the house. No surprises there. So... ayun. Sabihin niyo lang sakin.