Matty's party was fun, and I think he had a good time on his birthday. I know I had fun. What wasn't fun was coming home and finding that I was missing something. This something being an item that Beeker gave me a few weeks ago. I was skeptical about it, but.. I dunno it's hard to explain. I'm going to be a little vague about this from here on in so I apologize. I'm a little confused and sketchy on where in the hell I exactly lost "it", but I know where its been for almost 2 weeks now and when I go into my purse to grab a mint "it's" not there anymore. I know my parents haven't found "it" yet because, believe me, if they had my ass would be in a sling or probably not allowed to have contact with the outside world. It's not like I can call up Matty and say "hey have you seen a certain something on your floor because I think I lost it at your new apartment." He's already expressed a great deal or concern with this before and the last time we talked about "it" things didn't exactly go over very well.
Took "it" out of my purse only a few times last night to get at something else that was under it, but I remember putting it back where it came from. Now I look and it's gone, and all I can do is worry my ass off. I've gotta clean the basement SPOTLESS tomorrow just in case I did drop it here and for some reason can't find it.
Ugh, I hate that my anxiety is kickin' in and all I can do is think about how stupid I was and am.