*Dramatic Exhale* Whoa. I am POOPED. I've resembled a lost chicken today, what with all my running around, desperately looking for things all over this scrambled city. I have so many errands to run, I really don't have time to breathe. I also don't have space to breathe...
I've been living in a furnished apartment for the past few years now, and it's finally time to move away. Only, I have to move to two places. I have serious packing to do, as well as serious explaining to the owners of this apartment. You see, I like to turn what little space I have into my personal sanctuary. I tend to draw all over walls and put up posters, pictures, LOADS of countdowns and calendars, and a lot of other knick-knacks. It's pretty cozy, if you're me, and you like the Hogwarts gang staring down at you as you slumber.
I've taken most of the luggage and all the water-boxes and filled them with stuff, from Happy Bunny folders to vibrating massage devices. It's loads of fun, looking to see what's accumulated under my bed since I first moved in. I found a shirt, perfume, LOTS of erasers, the chain of a ring-and-chain necklace given to me by a lovely friend, books, lost homework, lost iPod speakers that I thought I left in Tunisia last year, and an earring. Can you imagine? What if I lived here for 5 years? I'm sure I'd find my brother there, among animals and food. Ew, never.
I enjoy cleaning all around. It's fun, refreshing, and a BIG stress reliever. On the other hand, I'm pretty disorganized, messy, and lazy sometimes. I'm like two people in one. Zeus forgot to get to me..
Isn't that Kureiji?
ps: I couldn't find the actual Wikipedia page or reliable source for that quote, but, eh.
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