THE FORGOTTEN DRAWER.

January 30th, 2017

Proof that I should have less stuff.

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When I moved into this flat, in the summer of 2015, I placed this writing desk into the living room, although I used to keep it in the bedroom of the old flat.

That means that, of course, I kept lots of stuff in it, but having it in a different room, I completely forgot about the things I stored here.

Here is what I found.

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Before I properly get into it, let me say that I spared you from seeing lots of coins, bobby pins, markers, old brushes and stuff like that… I focused on the good stuff.

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The first thing I’ve noticed, in one of the tiny drawers of the writing desk, were these photos. Two of me and my brother together, and two of just me.

Fun fact: I was a massive tomboy growing up, to the point that in elementary school I didn’t want to go to class because kids made fun of my interest in bugs and “toys for boys” rather than dolls and cutesy stuff.

I remember one day I was in English class, I was around 10 years old, maybe, and the teacher asked us to write a letter to Santa. I asked for an RV plane, and after we were all done writing she picked a few to read. She called me out saying: “Marzia, you know this is supposed to be what you want for Christmas, right?”

I was so confused, and asked if I had done something wrong. She made a remark on my taste of toys and asked why I was so “boy-ish” in front of everyone. I run out of the room and hid in the bathroom, crying, till a friend came to say that it was cool of me to pick something like that. I went home and asked my mom to never go back to school again.

Obviously, I got over it and kept going to school, but I wish I could tell my younger self that still – to this day – I love RC stuff, and it’s totally cool, and there is nothing to be ashamed of for liking things that aren’t considered “girly”.

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Moving on, the next stuff I found, which surprised me a bit, was a bunch of brochures from my trip to New Orleans (from yeeeeears ago), a ticket from Japan, and a bag of sugar (I used to collect sugar, back in the day