I'm packing my room. Who knew I had so much stuff? And how the hell did it all fit in my room? It's like everything multiplied in size. I'm also suffering from a serious nostalgia rush right now. I'm designating a box just for nostalgia. I'm going to call it my "Nostalgia Box". Please applaud me for my creativity.
I'm supposed to be doing three things right now. Packing, checking to make sure my 11 year old brother hasn't killed himself, and homework. I however, only want to be doing something else - reading sappy predictable romance novels.
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