26 October 2004
note to self, as it were
There's a Post-it note stuck to my monitor.
The message on it is written in my handwriting, and it reads:
HAPPY
APRIL
FOOL'S
DAY
I've long since forgotten what it meant. There's a chance it has to do with something work-related that would have expired at the beginning of April of 2003 but I'm no longer sure. Moreover, it could well mean something else, something yet to come.
I wonder why I did it, and also why it has stayed on my monitor for over a year while just about every other sticky note I put up falls down well before a month is over.
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It's quite strange the notes you find written to yourself sometimes. Several months back, I needed to go to the registrar's office at school to pay the tuition for my final semester. They had given me a sort of bill that outlined what I would have to pay, and I was supposed to sign it and take it in with my payment. Come payment day, I discovered I'd misplaced the bill. I searched and searched, rummaging through every drawer and flipping through every sheet of paper in my apartment. I had searched absolutely everywhere, and was in the process of looking through the final unsearched stack of paper. Near the bottom of the stack, I discovered a 8½x11 sheet of plain white paper that had a dull red crayon mark and a dull blue crayon mark on it. I don't even have crayons?! The strangest part of it, though, blew my mind. Written, in my handwriting, slightly off-centre and ill-aligned, was the statement "You will never find it."
!
I spent the rest of the day in a bit of a daze. As far as I could remember, I never wrote it. The handwriting, however, was unmistakably mine.
Turns out I didn't need the bill anyways. The school is more than willing to take money however they can get it.
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