I know mess when I see it. But I hate it when anyone else tries to 'tidy' things up for me. My most recent horror would probably be when my mum bought me a clothes rack.
"So you can hang your clothes neatly here", so she said. Right... Tall and bulky, it was the first thing that greeted me when I opened the door. I swear, if it had feelings, it would have wished it could disappear right there and then under my horrified stare.
Anyway, I felt that it was time to inject order in my life by giving my room a much-needed spring clean - my way.
It was no ordinary spring clean, I tell you. Categorising the different sections of my room into phases, I decided to embark on the meanest spring clean ever. I've always been too sentimental when it comes to discarding things. So I really should try to be mean.... mean by my lenient standards of course, heh.
But I must admit that I've always loved the trip down memory lane each time I clean my room. Re-discovered and got rid of stuff, namely my old backpack, known as the Burger King bag cos of all the BK badges I collected and pinned on it; a 'sex bomb' keychain from a secret admirer I had who worked in a sister company; Chickadees, my favourite tidbit back when I was in kindergarten (bought this last month but I had quite forgotten about it).
The sheer number of soft toys I own certainly had me speechless - 3 big boxes full of them! All gifts... which makes me wonder why the hell do I give the impression that I'm into soft toys? Of course, of those, there were some which I really treasure, but for anyone reading this, please do not consider giving me a soft toy again, unless you're also seriously considering buying me a house to store them :OP
Anyway, that's the end of Phase I... I'm still far from done but I can't wait to continue again.
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(11 May 08 - Phase I :: on the floor, under my bed, drawer set A, wardrobe part A)
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