Looking back.

So today, while my computer was going through one of its regular temper tantrums, I stepped back and started to look through my top dresser. You see, it's been this weird tradition of mine since I was little to have my top dresser just be a mini treasure chest of random items. It used to be a potpourri of toys, but recently I dumped everything childhood and filled it up again with a bunch of paper. Some with meaning, some completely blank.. A lot of my letters from college, report cards, test scores. I actually unearthed a gigantic Harry Potter poster, as well as my favorite book in the world, Harold and the Purple Crayon. I also found my journal from freshman year and the yellow one that I failed to complete sophomore/junior year.

It's strange to see how much I've changed. I mean, it's easy to see it in pictures, but it's hard to grasp how I've changed as a person. I don't know whether to feel good about it or not. I experienced so much more, then. My ups and downs were much more vivid - nowadays I tend to experience no radical ups or downs, everything is just okay.

So I really want to start writing stuff in my journal again. Maybe I'll do a combo written/photo journal..

Oh, and in other news, Big Brown didn't win the triple crown. It's funny because this black horse with some Indian name bolts out of the gate, gets 1st place within two seconds, and no one can touch him after that. Of course, though, all the focus goes to Big Brown. People are expecting a lame leg or something, but really, Big Brown was just having a bad day.