Where Did IT Go?

Instead of studying today (I did some of that, I guess, but never enough) I was naval gazing on Facebook. Just flipping through old photos of me. There were two things that stood out. And by things I mean items.

Sure, I was younger and better looking but when you’re old that’s just how the train runs.

No no.

Things.

The first group of items I hesitate to mention because the new Jon would be very displeased to hear such nonsense. So I will quickly type them out and then leave the subject. I used to have two earrings. They’re gone now.

Good or bad?

Moving on.

The second item is one of great importance.

When I was young, smart, and bratty I used to be able to barter grades for presents. And after Sophomore year of high school (I’m pretty sure that’s right but the receipt is at my parents house) my dad had to pony up and buy me some presents.

What I didn’t know then was that what my dad would buy me would be one of those things that takes on a life of its’ own.

I had never really had a watch of any value before. G-Shocks and Casio’s with calculators and all that jazz. But I was graduating to a Swiss Army.

Okay. So it was only a couple hundred dollars. It was a quartz watch. It was only water resistant to a couple hundred feet.

Fine fine.

But it was stainless steel. And it had a scratch resistant face.

And it was mine.

My father often tells a story about how his dad bought him a watch when he graduated from college and that this watch saw him all the way through medical school and some of the hardest times of his entire life.

This little Swiss Army watch had that same value to me.

I came out with it. Had my first kiss with it. I took the SAT’s, MCAT’s, and every other test of my college career with it.

That little fucker was a tough sucker. Of course during the last year it finally started to “go out” on me. The entire circuit board died and had to be replaced for a handsome sum. And the font for the date was never right again. The wrist-band was also starting to come apart and was going to require some new pins. Further, the clasp was starting to bend and not click together super well.

I moved into my new apartment with it.

And then promptly lost the damn thing.

I have no idea where my little watch is. Please universe! Help me find it! I don’t even want to wear it. I just want to have that part of me back. It has more personal value to me than any of my computers or other valuables.

Whenever I see other people with watches I just sit and sigh. I think about my Swiss Army and how I miss it.

Help!?