So, those who know me know how much of a mess I am. I'm the biggest space cadet and I lose things on a regular basis. My sisters always made fun of me because I was smart but actually lacked any amount of common sense. I've managed to go through 12 Blackberrys (Blackberries? EVEN THOUGH IT'S NOT A FRUIT?!?), 5 cameras and 5 iPods. I lose them, they get stolen, I once dropped my phone on the ground, it landed on a tiny pebble, and then I stepped on it. A freak accident is what I'd call that. So needless to say, I can't be trusted with nice things. An when it comes to water bottles, I've been known to go through several a month (or week). But this water bottle pictured below has managed to stick with me for 3 years!!!!!
I have done everything in my power to lose this water bottle. I leave it in the most random places but somehow it always makes it back to me. At school, everyone knew how prone I was to leave it lying around so they all recognized it and would return it to me. But now, I'm in a foreign place where no one knows my water bottle and of course I lost it on the first day. And for two weeks I've been slightly dehydrated and convinced that it was finally gone forever. But yesterday, I walked into the theatre and it was sitting in the middle of the stage, waiting for me. It wasn't there the past week. It literally just appeared without any explanation. And that's when I realized that my water bottle and I had a magnetic attraction. We will never part.
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