before I forget

Moving sucks. As you know I'm moving to my cousin's house in Oro Valley come first of the year. But that means you have to move all your stuff, including the stuff you, for one reason or another, forgot about. For one thing, it makes you realize how much crap you have around the house, and secondly, it makes you evaluate where you've been and possibly indicates where you're going. I still have a bunch of stuff from high school- old reports, folders, even my AP US History Chapter summaries of each chapter. And I'm sure I hold on to most of it for sentimental reasons, because I have an inclination that I threw them away then I would never think about them again, and that's a scary thought. Things changing. Things not being the same way you remember them. I was getting kinda Emo when I went by Tucson Mall and saw all the construction they were doing. They tore down that rainbow-ish thing that was at the old Macy's. That what used to tell me that it was Tucson Mall. I don't know, maybe I'm getting too nostalgic on myself. All I know is that I hate when people bring up old times, because they always seemed so much better than things are now. I don't know. As I packed up my math trophies from middle school, it dawned on me that I had no idea how many i had anymore. I also need to find my Santana Supernatural album. It's not in the case, and that worries me. I was gonna burn all the songs off of it. That and Garbage Version 2.0. Good album from what I can recall, which may or may be an idealization of everything.