After a most horrid afternoon, searching in vain for my school certificates, I found them. Yay! I hate my drawer - the bastard. I need some space in this room. I also keep too much junk. But they're important! All of it!!! I realise I've had stuff for years upon years, and don't even use it. Sheesh. Phew I say phew. I started praying actually : Dear God..you know I can't deal with this shit.

Trace is relieved and happy...for now.