Junk

So far I have thrown out:

• Two fake leather miniskirts
  
• A purple and white tiedye top with a white sparkly eye of horus design on the front
  
• A suitcase with a broken pulling handle (Rome, 1998) and a broken lock (Cornwall, 2000)
  
• Two of my three copies of Wuthering Heights
  
• Two cheap copies of Northanger Abbey
  
• General accoutrements of dead dog including basket, water bowl and squeaky toys
  
• All my school reports, which have reminded me not to take to seriously other people's judgement on how you can do, after the read my high school reports where I was given Bs, Cs and even Ds in subjects that I eventually got As or A*s in
  
• My merit certificates from middle school
  
• Notes for a presentation my (perhaps unsurprisingly) ex boyfriend was doing on methods of torture in the European and Near Eastern ancient world
  
• Several of the same ex boyfriends socks
  
• A solitary stiletto heeled black ankle boot
  
• High school textile projects that are now falling apart
  
• Manuals for every mobile phone I've ever owned
  
• A selection of random loose change from various countries
  
• The brochure of a company I went on two excursions with during my holiday to Iceland in 2006
  
• Two German dictionaries and a book of German verbs
  
• The booking print out from my 2008 flight to Beijing
  
• The prospectus Lampeter sent me when I was first thinking of applying, and assorted accommodation bumpf
  
• An assortment of mini skirts in sizes that mean I will only fit into them again if I develop a serious illness
  
• Various sketch/scrap books where there was a first page and nothing else
  
• Two sets of hair curlers, both used once and then discarded in disgust
  
• An eclectic array of expired medications
  
• A packet of expired condoms
  
• Fossilised nail polish
  
• Eyeliner that I'm allergic to but was saving for something (nights when I want to go out looking like I've got a contagious eye disease?)
  
• Handbags that were cute when I was 16 but would now make me look like I need my medications readjusting
  
• A pair of jeans whose zip has been broken for at seven years

...and I still have a little bit more to go!

This has been my world this week, go check out some others.