i once was lost

If you are anything like me, your keys must drive you nuts. I am a hopeless case! Worse, there are several sets of keys to contend with. It would seem, indeed, that the keys as well as the keyrings are all after me and my quest for normalcy
Every time I enter my room, I vow to put them in the same place all the time. No matter how hard I try, they seem to have a mind of their own(wat can i do...), which tells them to play hide and seek with me on almost all the days of the week! or shud I betta call most of the times in a day itself , be it the hrs when I have to jus rush to write my test or the hrs when I have to go out for a lovely dinner . when they get lost I call them to ask ‘how’s it going?’ They never answer, but I always find them finally !!!!! after my really long search (yeah it sometimes extends to hrs ) and see my key smilng and saying i once was lot......