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Today, I could classify myself as the most forgetful person on the face of this planet. I remember that before I hurried out the door at 4:30 pm, I reminded myself to take everything at the corner of my room that I neatly packed together the night before. So my brother drove me over to Ronson's place, where I transferred all the things I was to bring back to the university to his car. That was when I realized that something wasn't right but couldn't figure out what was wrong. By the time we got to the Mc Donalds on the 401, I realized that there was something wrong with my back. Where is my napsack????? I looked into the rear of the trunk and it was missing !!!! Now was I supposed to ask my friend to drive back to Toronto? Of course NOT. So, when I got home, I scrambled to look for someone who is still in Toronto. Everything was going wrong, even my cordless phone ran out of batteries. I am so dead. What I have in that napsack are all my lecture notes and books that I've brought back to Toronto but didn't touch. My notes wern't really that important to me but it's the fact that I borrowed a friend's notebook because I failed to wake up for one of my classes on Friday morning.