Shiny Motley
2016 Singles Football
Pretty sure a lot of people, if not everyone, has grown some sort of emotional attachment to an inanimate object sometime in their life. Whether it's a stuffed animal, musical instrument, car, laptop, or even a pet rock, the thought of parting with such an object is kind of upsetting sometimes. Here is where we share our stories of such things~
I personally have had so many of these things throughout my life it's almost ridiculous. My viola, first phone, pillow, baby blanket, car, and, yes, even this random horse mask my roommate brought into the dorm after a party are all on my list. I've named my viola Vivi, the horse mask George, and even a random clip I found in the orchestra room Steve, and as for the others... well, parting with them has always been kind of hard, if only for nostalgic purposes sometimes. College made me leave most of them behind, so the only things I actually have in my dorm now are the blanket and the horse mask.
The phone, in particular was a strange one. I had gotten the omg super cool Motorola Razr that everyone thought was just the best thing ever back in the mid 2000s. At first it was just that, a phone I used, and I had no real problems switching it out. It was only after I broke or lost several of the newer phones I had that I finally went back to it, and when people started reminiscing about the past and good ol' middle school years that my own emotional attachment to the phone began to grow. When it stopped working by the time college started, I was pretty upset that I had to upgrade to a newer Galaxy S3. The thing is still in my house, at least ^^;
I personally have had so many of these things throughout my life it's almost ridiculous. My viola, first phone, pillow, baby blanket, car, and, yes, even this random horse mask my roommate brought into the dorm after a party are all on my list. I've named my viola Vivi, the horse mask George, and even a random clip I found in the orchestra room Steve, and as for the others... well, parting with them has always been kind of hard, if only for nostalgic purposes sometimes. College made me leave most of them behind, so the only things I actually have in my dorm now are the blanket and the horse mask.
The phone, in particular was a strange one. I had gotten the omg super cool Motorola Razr that everyone thought was just the best thing ever back in the mid 2000s. At first it was just that, a phone I used, and I had no real problems switching it out. It was only after I broke or lost several of the newer phones I had that I finally went back to it, and when people started reminiscing about the past and good ol' middle school years that my own emotional attachment to the phone began to grow. When it stopped working by the time college started, I was pretty upset that I had to upgrade to a newer Galaxy S3. The thing is still in my house, at least ^^;