Discoveries from the excavation

I was cleaning my room today (big shocker, I know!) and among large amounts of various miscellaneous clothing, I also found the following things:

1. makeup, lots, in my pajama drawer



2. socks, earrings, and sand in my bathing suit drawer
   


3. headbands, nail polish, a calendar, a new penny, a hairbrush, and soap in my (otherwise empty) underwear drawer
   


4. (around my room) : my missing and much-beloved bobblehead moose



5. three fully inflated beach balls
   


6. several "misplaced" textbooks



7. a deck of dinosaur cards
   


8. shoes I thought I'd gotten rid of
   


9. some seriously awesome hats
   


10. a spare rug, in my closet
    


11. the entire Twilight series (well, that was purposefully hidden)
    


12. a large, large collection of markers
    


13. my Michael Phelps Frosted Flakes box
    


14. APUSH review flashcards I forgot I owned and found two days after the test



15. the brightest, most fabulous fuzzy socks I have ever seen. They are orange, pink, and teal with polka dots and flowers on them. They are on my feet RIGHT NOW.

Maybe I should do this more often! Ignoring the fact it desperately needed to happen, look at all the random stuff I found!

Seriously though, it'd gotten to the point where I couldn't cross my floor without making large leaps over drifts of clothes and papers. Since my jumping aim isn't as great as I'd like to say it is, it got to be a little awkward, whatwith all the crashes and bangs. Don't worry, though, I think the bruises will fade by summer.

I'm working on it.

Yeah, so I had all these great ideas for this, but now I am less inclined to act on them. I feel like this happens a lot, like I have all these wonderful ideas like turning the outside of my high school into a giant rock-climbing course, and then either my more practical friends who want to ensure I have a long natural lifespan intervene for my own safety and well-being or I remember why I thought of them in the first place, which is most often because I was procrastinating for something else I should be doing, and then I feel guilty. Not guilty enough to actually do the original thing, but guilty enough to have the fun power-vacuumed out of my newest, most updated idea. Kind of like right now. Right now, I should be studying for AP exams, which are obviously the most fun, least stressful part of my week. Calculus was yesterday, thank god. I think I avoided a 1, though, so I think I can relax for a few more hours before hunkering down again to move on to the next exam. But anyway, I should be doing that, or at the very least showering. There is a very long list awaiting me. A whole boatload. Actually, the list isn't so terrible as all that, I just really wanted to say boatload, because boats are awesome. Here, I drew one. It's extremely beautiful.

Ah well. At least it has a theme song. Which apparently I've quoted in my sleep. "....zzzzzz...I'm on a boat and, it's going fast and, I got a nautical-themed pashmina afghan...zzz..."
Ahem.

So, what I'm trying to say is, I am going to work on posting more often. Although, since I haven't said much of anything, no one cares yet. WELL. That is all going to change.

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