I'm setting aside some belongings of mine and deciding what I'll take with me to university and what I'll leave behind. A lot of these things are stationaries, stickers, pens, pencils, and other things of the like I have never used and hoarded. Somewhere along the way, I must have lost my desire to keep them in their pristine state, because all of a sudden I want to use them. Unfortunately, no one really writes letters anymore, with the world of the internet in existence!

Someone said I shouldn't spend too much time reminiscing since it wastes time, but I disagree. I think it's fun and totally not a waste of time. It's not every day, or every six months even, that I remember the things I used to do as a kid. There are some good memories.

The part that makes me sad isn't really going away to college, but rather, returning once I've graduated. I doubt I'll get to return to this very same house-- we'll be moving elsewhere. I know it's selfish, but.. It really heightens my awareness that nothing is forever. I hate that saying because of the dreary truth it holds. I'm going to miss this house. I really took it for granted.

Labels: emotion, school