Nostalgia

So, getting back from my mission, I had the job of going through all of my stuff I had left behind and deciding whether or not I wanted to keep it. It took a while but I finished...almost. I've had one box left that I've been putting off going through. I was tired of it and I knew that most of it was trash anyway. A bunch of CD jewel cases that I'm not sure why I kept. But finally I had some time today. Well I've had time a lot of days but today I got bored enough to actually go and do it. So I go upstairs and sit on my bed and put on one of my favorite CDs of late: The Elected - Sun Sun Sun. For those of you who care or want to know, that's a great band. The singer and drummer are from the band Rilo Kiley (not Jenny Lewis the girl singer, but Blake Sennet). But anyway. Random sidenote. So I'm listening to that CD which just might be one of the greatest to give you a nice feeling of nostalgia in the first place. This wasn't my intention. I just wanted to get rid of the box. So I'm looking through not really caring, throwing out old magazines and CD cases when I get to this box. The box is full of pictures and letters and old random memorabilia of when I was in Junior High. And before that as well. Suddenly this box got a whole lot more interesting. Now I'm not usually one to sit and wish that I hadn't gotten older (despite the post a couple days ago that pretty much said just that...) but I got to thinking just how good life was back then. Back when my dad going on a business trip for a week or two was depressing. When I didn't have any responsibilities. Back when the only thing I cared about was fireworks and my dog.

Now I'm into guitars and girls.

Meh, let sleeping dogs lie. I'm going to go call Vic. It's her birthday you know.