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You guys, I am so amused by my own life. It seems that every time I come home from school I end up going through all of my old stuff. I just came across my old assignment notebooks from high school and I thought one said "Gundam Meeting - T" and I was like, "HOLY CRAP what does that mean and when was I so cool?!" then I realized it said guidance meeting and I got bummed. Also I had a piece of paper with something written on it along the lines of "I've got GPS too, Goofy Pirate Syndrome" and I don't know who said it because it can't possibly be me because I am not that awesome.

All my nostalgia has a purpose though, mom's talking about a garage sale so I'm collecting all my crap. The problem, however, is that while I have a lot (a lot) of stuff, it has way more sentimental value than monetary value. Like, no monetary value. I couldn't give most of this garbage away, hahaha!

I am sooo tired but I can't sleeeeep.