17 Going on 70

Mood: Sick, and a little exhausted
iTunes: (Everything I Do) I Do For You - Newfound Glory

I'm getting upset with myself. I do a lot of little things in advance, like organizing papers I'm carrying into the order I need to do things with them in, and getting books I'm going to need first thing the next day out of my locker and into my backpack. Just little things like that. Putting things where I know I'm going to see them the next morning if I kno I'm going to forget them. Anyway. I keep doing them, then forgetting I do them. Like yesterday. I needed to make a deposit for work at the bank across the street, and then go buy a parking pass for my boss a block away from that. On my way over there, I put the deposit book/check on the top, and slid the check for the pass underneath it all. I got over to the bank, and as I was standing in front of it, I started panicking (sp? this is a word, right?) because I thought I had lost the check for the pass. So I come to a complete stop, and just stand there like an idiot for a couple minutes, trying to figure out how bad I was going to get killed for losing it, because I don't see it anywhere. Eventually I had the bright idea to check the stack of papers I was carrying, and it was right there. Hiding underneath the deposit book, right where I'd left it.

The day before that, I got my math book out of my locker and threw it in my backpack so I wouldn't have to walk across the street in the rain the next morning to get it before class. Needless to say, I forgot all about this and walked all the way over there anyway. I got soaked, and it was stupid. It wasn't there, and I freaked out. I walked all the way back to the band hall, where I'd left my backpack, and found it sitting there in my backpack, mocking me.

I need to not be forgetful. I just turned 17, not 70.

-megan.