The stack of boxes at the corner of my room starting to become more and more of an eyesore to me - big brown banana boxes, not aesthetically presentable, assembled one on top of another. Then again, I need them anyway.
Because box-collecting is the new stamp collecting - all the hip people are already onto this hobbykick from the A-list hollywood bigshots to the simple maryjane next door. So simply put, everyone who is anyone is collecting and finding rare boxes now, its teh fun and the coolest thing to do!! ^^ Dont believe me?
Heh. I kid.
Actually, I need the boxes because I am entering my second childhood phase and just have this burning desire to create my own dollhouse out of cardboard boxes. And hence, to satisfy that yearning for a pinkcastle and make use of my own creativity (as well as I am being cheap because a pinkcastle cost a bomb in toystore), I now collect brown boxes for the said castle's raw materials.
Heh heh. I kid again. =p
The real story is ... I am moving out of this city end of this year, to start a whole new chapter of my life, in another place, another city. Hence, the need for the (ugh) ugly brown boxes to pack my stuffs in.
And this time, I am not kidding. huhu.
Only one thing looming into my mind right now, racking my tired brain for answers that it itself, could not understand - why oh why do the banana boxes manufacturers make brown cartons (ie less pleasing to the eyes, to put it mildly.) when there are other nicer colours out there?! Heh.
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