Whenever a paper near my reach has no means of purpose anymore, I make an origami out of it. I end up stockpiling them in my room floor, on my table, or my bag, my pencil case, wherever possible. It's been a habit since grade school, and I don't seem to get rid of it. I find myself doing it in social situations as well, and I gift the person I'm with an origami at times as a joke. It's because I'm used to having it rejected, since I do it every time and they're probably getting tired of it.