I never thought the day would come that I don’t have enough boxes…

I’m cleaning my room to get ready for my move in early April but…I haven’t moved anywhere since I was 4, so technically I’ve never moved anywhere! What do I take? What do I leave? What do I throw out? Do I box things up? Leave them be?
And for someone who LOVES boxes, I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH! I’m trying to fit my life into 3 suitcases and it’s hard.

Suitcase Layout
1. Ps3 & Computer
2. Clothes
3. Books, Knick Knacks, etc.

I HAVE SO MUCH STUFF THOUGH! I’m literally at a standstill because I’m not sure what to do next. I have to leave my tv and my printer which makes me sad. I love them both so much! I’ve given away a lot of clothes but I still have a lot more to give away. I know I can’t take all of my books with me… all my art pieces that I’ve collected… all the little knick knacks that I have.

What’s going to happen to my Camilla piece that I had framed? Sadness… or my HUGE Lisa Alisa piece. God only knows what my mother would do with it if I left it here…ugh I need to talk to her about that before I leave. What about my little shelf of toys and stuffed animals! I guess I can’t keep them with me forever…

I am however able to take the love of my life, yup you guess it, my car. I don’t know what I’d do without my baby!

I just need to learn to let go of things that I don’t need. My PS3 and my baby (car) will keep me company. (And of course Mark too).

After I’m done organizing and packing everything away my room will be clean for once in my life. What a scary thought. Maybe I’ll take up Call of Duty again sometime. I have a Call of Duty decal on my car (I know, so cool right?) and these guys biking by yesterday asked if I liked Call of Duty and I told them I’m better than they could ever be. WIN!

Oh and it’s no secret I’ve been known to make racist comments left and right but I think I was caught off guard today. I was talking about Steve Blake with a classmate when this guy asks, “So, what do you think of him?” And I’m like, “Who? Steve Blake?” And he goes, “No, the Asian, Jeremy Lin”.

What, am I supposed to like him because I’m Asian too and we share some sort of deep cultural connection because of our similar face structures and struggles with the European nation? Well, fuck you. I asked him if he asked because I was Asian and he said yes. Said he “really likes them”. Oh, now we’re a “them”? And that he grew up around them. And then he tries to justify it by saying he has a Japanese wife. What a weirdo. I don’t support every god damn Asian on this planet.

But speaking of Lin, the Knicks are really going to have to kick it into hyperdrive because they’re coming up short against the Nets. Just saying.

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