For one, I realized that I have a striped tank top that used to belong to my mom from back when she was young , probably around my age (and she is in her 50's at the moment--you do the math). Then, it suddenly sprang to my mind that the colors on the tank still looked as if it were bought right off the rack! The browns and blues on it still look vibrant with absolutely no fading...I tried to look for a brand name, a tag on the inside seams to see where it was made, but there was absolutely nothing. Not even a size tag. Now, I'm sure my mom has gotten some good use out of that tank and I, myself have washed it a dozen times already. Isn't that amazing? The conclusion that I came from that is that they certainly don't make clothes (or stain threads and fabric) like they used to.
Another thing I realized was that I have two of the same exact t-shirts that belongs to an ex boyfriend of mine. At that moment, I felt compelled to text him and ask him if he wants them, or at least one, back. Which he said no and that he had two more of the same t-shirt and that I could keep it. More night ware for me!
Also, as I was folding my raggedy Mini Mouse nightgown away that I bought from Disney Land in Orlando, Fl., I realized how much I miss the winter break that I took that trip. It was a vacation I took with my sister and cousin. My other cousin was interning there in one of their resort hotels and so we had got some bad-ass deals on the theme park tickets. It was a much-needed, fun vacation where I got to be a kid again, without thoughts of school, men and the issues related to them, and generally adult-related things. It also made me think about children and having some of my own someday, for some odd reason. I would love to, some day, have a child of my own. However, I think all this studying/working hard and going to school in order to make a decent income, so that I can live a nice life is not meant to be so that I can pop a baby out, get some sort of postpartum depression (God forbid) and have he/she turn into a bank-account leech. What I mean by this is, I hope to spend at least a hand-full of years being worry-free of the anxieties that a child is bound to bring, and to be able to splurge, for once, on myself (and my parents). It is a bit selfish, but I think it's well deserved. Oh well, that's just me.
Perhaps I ought to be thinking these thoughts when I am at least close to being married or in a serious relationship or something, but neither of these are in the near horizon for me, which is fine. It was just a thought that occurred to me. Anywho, I need to get ready for bed. 'Night!
P.S. I got some studying done today but not as good as the past two days. I hope to be done with all Biology by tomorrow *keeping fingers crossed*.
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