Let me tell you about this notebook that's been collecting dust on my shelf. The 'I Think I Don't Remember' journal seemed like a hilarious gag gift when my friend insisted I buy it. But after the initial chuckle, the joke wore off faster than cheap perfume.

The design feels like something from a 2010 meme compilation - what was once ironically funny now just comes across as trying too hard. The pages have that weird glossy finish that makes my pen skip, and the binding started coming apart after just two weeks in my backpack.

Here's the real kicker though: when I actually tried using it as a journal, every time I opened it that phrase 'I Think I Don't Remember' staring back at me became weirdly depressing rather than funny. It's like the notebook itself was gaslighting me about my own memories!

Maybe this would work as a one-time gag at an office white elephant party, but as something you actually use? Hard pass. My advice? Spend your money on literally any other notebook without existential crisis-inducing slogans.