Purging

i spent one afternoon throwing things away. i went through my cabinets to look for stuff i can do without and my bedroom floor was covered with filth and dusty boxes and papers and more filth. i was trashbin happy, i think. i was able to fill a water drum with my garbage, woooooooooo! (i know, a water drum?? but that's our makeshift trash can outside our house!) going through my old things was something. it definitely brought back many memories, and there were those memories i could no longer recall, which can either be good or bad.

i actually found this certificate i received from winning an art contest when i was 8 years old. i have forgotten that my brother (?) had it framed together with my artwork which was printed on some kind of brochure for a clothing company. i now have it hanging in my closet. it's lulzy because the artwork was just bad and i used stick figures. heeeee. it also had the case of poor grammar. "i care the earth by not polluting the sky and take care of the plants." (the contest was nature themed) that's what i wrote on my artwork. dohhhh.

i also found some old certificates, like a loyalty award for staying in the soccer club for 4 years, an award for being in the winning team of a futsal competition, and this honor card i received in the last quarter of senior year in high school, lol. better late than never!!! i threw away 3 soccer shoes which have started to disintegrate in their respective plastic bag, it was so gross. i just dumped all the shoes in the floor without knowing that the soles have crumbled and turned into dust. so i swept the dust off the floor with my bare hands.

oh i found my book. it's called virgins by caryl rivers. funny shit. i could somehow relate because the school i went to used to be run by nuns. maryknoll sisters, to be exact. i just found out now that it has a sequel called girls forever brave and true. must find it. i probably should request for a special order from the bookstore? hmm.

i saw harry potter and the half blood prince the next day. blah. it's not that ~great. i mean, yes, i enjoyed it but not as much as, say, order of the phoenix. and it was not as cohesive as prisoner of azkaban. (cuaron cuaron cuaron!)

shoeboxes. i bought 2 after the movie. the department store was closing but i managed to get in and grab the boxes before the cashier shut down the cash register. it was overwhelming to see sm employees all coming down from the escalator. i was like, whoa sm employees!! there are so many of them, it intrigues me how sm is taking the recession so far. i guess their business is in good shape then, eh?

i plan to get rid of the letters i've kept over the years. i know, sentimental value is precious. whatever. they're taking up space. i wonder if i could just take pictures of them then post them and some accompanying text online. lol that would require so much effort and cost me my privacy but uhm, im probably over whatever was talked about in the letters. im pretty much an open person and i don't mind if somebody reads those letters. what i mind though is if people see what i have written privately. i mean, i write and publish a lot of entries online, then why is there a need for anyone to go over the ones i have not published?? that's too much. i'll think about setting up ~another blog~ very well since i have many blogs already. my dad has suggested it to me.. not bad but i don't know, i don't know... hmmmmmmm.

____, you're so full of shit. enjoy your 15 minutes of fame when it's 14:57 already. may you grow bulky muscles on your calves and back so you'd be mistaken for midget xena with knees for boobs. thanks.

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