Day One, One Day

Still picking up the pieces left all over, slowing pacing along the lines. Ain't gonna live the life of a zombie this time around. I'm good, cheerio! Tried to be productive but the pain was just ridiculous, I curled up in bed the whole day and barely moved.

Sharing you a piece of my newly favourited. You know you're some kind of wonderful. (:



The night before, pledged to empty out the room and got mom's permission to have my room revamped. I need a place that my friends can hang out at, not some place I have to deny their entry coz its just simply a mess. My house is just like a place to store old documents, files, boxes and boxes of papers and other junks. I feel so stupid surrounded by many useless things. Finally emptied out one cupboard and a shelf full of magazines and papers, notes from Pre U and Law School. Swear its not just that, there's gotta be more around the house. My notes, books, papers have been everywhere, I feel like burning the whole house down and just build a new one instead. Simply too much to look thru and to throw them away.

Anyone volunteer to help? ):