Angi and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

It was bad. I suppose not all that bad. At least, it was a good day until 5:45. I hate to be so negative, but, well you can be the judge. I don't know if you've ever done this or not, but I lost something very important today. Now that I think back on my day I can see it like a movie. If I were in a movie, this is what happened. I was in my environmental history class and Dr. G handed out the course evaluations, then she asked me if I would take them up to the administrative assistant in the History Department when everyone was finished. So I did. I walked upstairs with Beth and into the office. Handed the envelope to Angie the assistant and then went to Dr. G's office to give her the extra handouts she had left on the table. Then I went into the bathroom, put my notebook on the shelf, and went about my business. I was texting Megan to see if she wanted to go to Wal-Mart with me. I sat my phone down on the sink to put my coat back on and picked it back up. I noticed drops of water on the counter and inspected my phone to make sure it wasn't wet. Then I walked out. In my life movie, this would be the point where the camera would zoom in dramatically on my notebook laying on the shelf, and then switch to a frame where my car was driving off campus. So dramatic. So it probably sounds like no big deal right? Wrong. It is a five subject notebook with folders in between each section. I don't have any folders so every single handout I've gotten this semester, for every single class, is in that one notebook, as well as every single note I've taken this semester, including the outline for my senior thesis paper. The notebook could also be called my brain. Everything that isn't in my brain is in that notebook. I mean everything. The entire semester. Which ends in three weeks. Finals. Yes, you just witnessed a little of my panic. I digress. I left school, went to work, left work, drove home, pulled up in front of the house, put my car in park, reached for my stuff sitting in the front seat and noticed I didn't have it. I put my car in drive and drove back to school...which is not all that close to home. So I got to school and prayed the entire way up to the third floor bathroom. I went in and it wasn't there. It also was not in the lost and found in the library, the cyber cafe, the history department office, the security building, the maintenance office, or operations. So I left, and cried like a big baby. I have no idea what I'm going to do. All I can do is go back tomorrow and look in all the same places. I hope someone who knows me found it and is holding it for me. Sorry folks, no happy ending here.

"I think I was wrong
I think you were right
All my angry words
Will keep me up at night"
-Sheryl Crow, The Difficult Kind