Killing Time

Hey all,

I thought about what would happen in the next two years or so. Most likely, I would be transferred to another college (hopefully) and my both of my sisters would be graduated from high school. So that leaves with my mom selling the house after my youngest sister graduates. My mom's thinking about moving into a small apartment but big enough to where if any one of us were to come visit, there's room for us to sleep. 

I been living at the house ever since I moved to Torrance in 1999. I seen a lot happen to this house; my dad tore apart the backyard, broke the patio to make a small back room for himself, my dad took apart little bit of the drive way, etc. I told me that he was going to beautify the house by himself, and to save money. After he did all that, he caused a mess, and left my mom. The house hasn't been at its best ever since. Everything got old, the grass died, and with my mom being a single parent and all, she couldn't support us and the house at the same time. Of course, I tried helping out to make the house clean but since we have three dogs, nothing ever stays clean. As years flew by, we kept unnecessary things in the garage, the back room that my dad built, in our closets, and just stacked random things around the house. 

That came to a conclusion that I cant take all the things I own when/if I move. So I went through my room yesterday, four full trash bags of just junk I never used in like the past 5-7 years. I think I kept those things from the past because when I was younger, I thought it would be cool to look back at it and say "Oh yeah, this was when..." But in the end, what am I going to do with it? Store it in my closet and let it sit there for another decade and just take up space? So like I mentioned earlier, 4 full trash bags of junk. It consisted of pencil boxes from elementary school, pencils and pens I used, stuff animals I won at carnivals, 100 Sports Illistrated magazines, old Japanese comic books, Japanese work books from the 3rd/4th grade, shirts I never wear anymore, 4 pairs of jeans I dont wear anymore, notebooks, papers, receipts, newspapers, and the list going on forever. 

Time will come when I eventually after to let go of certain things I have. Even if it is something that is really worthy to me. I guess its part of everyday life for a human being. No one said it was going to be easy...