I'm laughing at myself
So I decided to clean out my bookshelf because it's ridiculously messy....as you can see.
I managed to clean off the top part of that litter right there but now all the magazines and posters and calendars are on my bed and floor. ANYWAY I wanted to make this entry because I just found a notebook that I was using as my journal at some point and it only has three entries in it. But really, that's all I need to be excited about it.
The entries are about the Burning of Kingston reenactment from six years ago, October 2004. I recorded EVERYTHING, down to the smallest detail of clothing and conversation. Everythinggggg, down to the name of Sam's friends and what color hair they had. I was a CREEPY 15 year old man.
And yet, I'm really glad I did that. I was right, all those years ago, assuming that I would want to read it in the future and have the memories flood back. And that's what they did, they flooded back and I could see exactly where I was and what happened.
I'm going to type it up before I go back to school but I'm not sure where I'll put it. Possibly post it here, possibly just keep it as a document on my computer and put it on my USBs so I'll have a back up copy of it.
Now I'm determined to find the pictures from that Sunday in downtown Kingston when my aunt made me take a picture with him and his troop.
Also, I was a fail at 15. I kept spelling dance as danse. FAIL.