im a mess, mentally...
i take my mess to the material world as well..
i dont know why but everything associated to me doesnt seem to be tidy. it'll be neat for a while but it ends up like that *points down* 60% of the time or maybe 80% *shy* NOT.
im so not gonna get married cause no man would want a girl like me.
ok ok, enough crap.
welcome to my slum :)
we start with the bedroom..
this one can be excused. who makes their beds these days?
dont start judging me by my bedsheets! its from the primary school days.
now, look at this crap here. there's my suitcase (from easter camp) somewhere under that pile of laundry. dont worry, i emptied all the used laundry already. the laundry here are fresh ones. i may be messy but i am not dirty ok. im so smart; i chuck all my laundry into the corner behind my bed so mummy and daddy cant see it, leading them to believe my room is 'tidy'. muahahah, only god knows..now you do too.
into the closet.. apart from my overturned basket of lingerie which is not visible in the photo, it isnt so bad.
then there's all these wires. hair curler, phone charger, camera charger, ipod speaker, phone usb, camera usb, electric blanket... all so tangled up. i dont keep them in the drawer because i use them so frequently and i cant be bothered always taking them out. have i told you im lazy too? ahah, i'll feature that in another entry.
my drawer of tops somehow turned into a table top of junk.
then there's all these plastic shopping bags behind my door. mind you, those are bags stuffed in bags. all this clutter is making my room smaller, its already so puny, how.
my poor bag collection. i simply dump them on top of one another, they used to be all in order, colour coordinated at one point.
my poor bag collection. i simply dump them on top of one another, they used to be all in order, colour coordinated at one point.
out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. i hogged the whole vanity's storage space. it's stuffed with all my crap, i dont even know what i put in there. i'll go check when im free.
moving on... (outside) look at my dining table. mother's gonna scream at me tomorrow 0.0
hahah, NOT, i cannot take any of her nags anymore, seriously i will bury myself and die. i cleaned it up before i started blogging :) so smart.
half of my academic crap, the rest are in boxes in the garage. i pack a box every term, lol. apart from the 'beatrice' container, all belongs to me. the shoebox in the 'beatrice' container is mine too. ive got my acrylics in them :)
my god, this is so shameful. i need to clean up!
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