The last few weeks since school has been out, I've been a little bit off. And you know what? It's because my fuckin' bedroom is all a-mess. Not a regular messy room type mess, but a Virgo mess as I like to call it. Everything appears in its place, which most of it is, but to the very critical and very Virgo eye, it is definitely awry. And that is why the simple task of cleaning off my desk today allowed me to gain a few more percentages of oxygen to my order hungry lungs. Tomorrow you ask? Yes, tomorrow I am going to go through my closet. I have far too many items of clothing and too little occasions for them all. I only hope I can feel satisfied with my room's condition before it comes time to pack up in late August. Damn would that suck. I feel like I'm a traveling gypsy. Every place where I rest my head is only a temporary one. Oh the joys of college life.
Why do you have to be so unbelievably addicting? Why? I need a break.
For the time being, I am at a loss for what to say. That never happens.
Current Music: the television through the floor, downstairs. damn its loud!