My brother dug up my notes from the first week of BOTT while cleaning the house 'cause we were starting to set up for christmas decorations, my brother started throwing it away, and I shout "NO!" I snatched them from the garbage and hugged it for awhile and put it in my drawer inside my closet with my other sentimental valued items. In the drawers i have my first cell phone, my yearbook that i made my sophomore year, the sarsi bottle filled with the juices we bought during the scavenger hunt for mini battle, ugh i was just damn delighted; To some, yeah they'd just be a stack of stapled papers, but throughout my 4 years in high school, i never did anything; i was never superbingly bright enough to get the best grades and outshine others, i was never the athletic one to be mvp or even a bench warmer of any sport what so ever, i was never fortunate enough to buy clothes of my own, all straight up handed down. To this day i still regret not doing any extra curricular activities, i had just started what should've been the beginning of my freshmen year. Especially since i've got a twin brother, comparisons are just around the corner when you're me and with the parentals. I guess thats why you can say i leaped into the garbage and took the notes, it was the first time i felt like i was doing something decent. Besides, i had the biggest crush on one of the core memebers there, I will forever keep that drawer.
