may contain rants about women, college life, and various other facets of the wannabe hipster inside of me.

09 April 2011

This post will be slightly intriguing.

Please disregard that title.  This post is mostly just me rambling on about secrets and hidden places.

How many of the 3 or 4 people who actually read my blog had a secret place to hide things?  I had a few places where I shoved things I didn't want my mother to snoop through but only two of them are still in use:  Under my mattress and in a beat up Fuzzy Poster box.

Under the mattress was the original hiding place.  I shoved all of the depressing fan fiction I read back in "the day" (read: when I was 13 and obsessed with suicide.) I hid my journals, silly cards that I would write to boys that paid me the slightest bit attention in middle school, and things like that.  I actually lifted up my mattress recently and found pages of the story I was trying to shit out but never got the chance to really ever develop.  I sometimes wonder if I had the chance to go back and really work on it, would it be any good?  Probably not.  It was all about illegal dance clubs ala Dirty Dancing.  The climax was going to be an epic gun fight between the Tango dancers and the Strippers.  Which I totally thought was going to be awesome.  Maybe one day after I've got a solid job I'll try to breathe some new life into that stupid old thing.

The other place mentioned is the Fuzzy Poster box.  It was basically a cardboard box and lid covered in a rainforest Fuzzy poster.  I'm pretty sure I colored a butterfly on it and then labeled it my "Secret box."  That is were I hid all of my Boy's Love and Wicca paraphernalia.  Most of it has been liberated from the crumbling  box and are now either up at school with me or just chilling around in my room.  My mother very rarely goes into my room without me there.  It probably just depresses her that I'm not there anymore.  I no longer feel like I have to hide my interests or my hobbies from her and so... candles and incense are now strew about my room.  If she picked up one of the volumes called "Junjou Romantica", she would be shocked and confused by the men inside.  I feel like my room is no longer hiding as many secrets as it used to hold.  There are still some papers and magazines hanging about that old box:  my first issue of Cosmo, another similar magazine, my program from The King's Singers, old poetry and a few candles.

I have no real secret places up at school.  Occasionally, I'll keep things out in my car but that's just so annoying to try and use things.  My car is good for keeping things safe and away from me.  But my secret places were good for keeping things close yet out of sight.

Maybe next year I'll trust my living quarters enough to have a secret place.

1 comment:

  1. Not sure if it was a rhetorical question or not, but yah I used to hide my Yu-Gi-Oh cards from my parents for like 2 years before I showed them. I still hide my D&D books from them.

    As for college hiding places, some friends of mine used to hide a Ouija board above the ceiling tiles, and I keep two of my most prized stuffed animals in a secret compartment by my bed.

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