Why I take so long to clean up

With all this room ‘adulting’, I also had to declutter. I’ve been decluttering a lot this year, I gave away half my closet and I also gave/sold all my toys away. Because in my head, the more old things I get rid off, the more space I make for new things which equals to… MORE SHOPPING!
Today I was going through all the clutter in my closet. And I found these little gems. There’s something about presents, cards, and old memory boxes that I can’t throw away or declutter.

It was some sort of guestbook I had where I pasted everyone’s birthday cards. I’m glad I did this, I even wrote everyone’s names. It’s so much better than keeping the cards one by one all messy.

Even a lost card, was stuck in the pile. It’s Debbie’s card for me when we were 15 ❤️ and I found the scrapbook she made for my 16th. I honestly love presents like these. It makes me cry, I’m gonna keep it till I’m grey and I go “Debbie who?”

I’m so happy we’re still each other’s best friends and have our yearly traditions.

Alia made me a scrap book too.

With all the birthday messages and all. It was sweet. Really, I cherish these gifts.

And this one *points downwards* was from Julian. He got it for my 15th birthday. It’s one of the sweetest present I’ve ever gotten. HELLO. I GOT A STAR NAMED AFTER ME ?! Some Walk to Remember shit right there. The star was coordinated to be right above my house on the week of my birthday or something like that. (Alina “twinkle” Nazri was my name on Facebook when I was 13 or something.) It was the cool thing to do then ok. Even in Sri Utama there were two Alina’s and I’m known as “Alina Twinkle” HAHAHHAHA I know how ridiculous that sounds now. Don’t judge me! *Hides under blanket*

Now let’s throw it waaaaaaay back.  With a picture of me during my school days. During film photography days – BI (before iPhone)

That was my primary school. Year 6, our final days before “the real world” (secondary school). I still have some of these people on Instagram which I find amazing.

These pictures above, are pictures from my school trip to Isle of Wight. Where I did all these outdoor things and so called “camped” (in a room with 4 bunk beds) HAHAH. My sister laughed at me comparing her camping trip in Malaysia, where she stayed in the woods with no lights and people get possessed…

These are the best memories of my life, compiled in albums as they sit in dusty boxes way up in my closet. I’m glad I kept them. Most of these pictures I didn’t even remember till I came across them again. They are proof of my experiences and also proof of the love I receive from my friends. I mean c’mon, you can’t make a whole scrapbook for someone if you didn’t love them right?? I’m glad most of these people are still in my life today.