another key story

im soooo stupid.

i was panicking this morning, on my way out to work/internship.

i could not find my keys.

i tried tracing back to where i normally put it, the foyer,the small pot in the front room, none.

i retraced the events of last night. did i go out? yes of course!

adrian and i returned the dvds we rented last week, and on the way out, he said, he'd drive.

i remember putting the keys on the dashboard, when i had to go out of the car and went inside the store. (but did not picked it up again when we got inside the house).

a cold shrill went through my spine. i had to check the car!

remember my "locked outofthe house" incident?

i made sure, i did not go out of the house without putting a door stopper,too afraid to get locked out again (all my keys were in one holder).

and then i found the keys. sitting beautifully on the dashboard, for everyone to see.

tanga kaayo ko.

i wanted to cry, i wanted to punch myself, i wanted to pull out my remaining 5 hairs.

how am i going to work?

adrian is at work already. he cant possibly come back all the way from brentwood to just open my car up for me.

now, im locked indoors.

i cant even go out to enjoy the sunshine because i cant close the house door. i dont have keys to get inside again.

*crying, punching the air and pulling out hairs*


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and that my dears, is the reason why one should learn to be more organized with thy personal belongings.


(imagine me, typing this in the front room, fully dressed in placement uniform).

therefor i conclude, i am world's biggest loser.