Cleaning My Room @ MindSay

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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed Medium career mode on Guitar Hero: Aerosmith (All 100% except 5 songs)

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Tonight was so fucking weird.
I think I had a random burst of OCD.

I couldn't sleep - so what did I decide to do at 2AM in the morning?
I CLEANED MY ROOM.

And not your typical make-your-bed-pick-up-clothes-untangle-game-controllers-take-down-empty-glasses clean, either.
I re-organised all of my games, sorted out all of my college folders, DUSTED EVERY SHELF (!!!), threw away some uneeded clutter and junk, sorted all my washing out and I even climbed on my stool to reach the forgotten heights of THE TOP SHELF.

I really need to get into the habit of dusting that one more often.
There was like a literal INCH of dust nestled upon it.
I dust my shelves around once a week or once a fortnight - depending on how I feel.

And of course, I couldn't finish the job with a quick WHIZZ ROUND WITH THE HOOVER (as my mother calls it, pmsl) - so I waited until the morning to do that.
One can't really be hoovering your room at 3 in the morning.

It was weird though - I kept on telling myself, even though I started to get tired - that I wasn't going to bed until I'd finished cleaning. It helped me sleep though. :D

- As that random Greek cleaner woman from Zante, the one who burst into mine and Jade's room at 7AM, demanding we get up and leave so she could change the sheets would say...
"CLEAN?! CLEEEEEEAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAANNN?!!!!!"

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And in other news...
I finished the Medium difficulty career on GH: Aerosmith. :D

It looks like a tornado has gone through my room. So I'm cleaning. So much fun. This has basically been an ^{ALL WEEKEND EVENT} (& by all weekend i mean everyday of this _{FOUR DAY WEEKEND} I've been cleaning my room)

 

I've gone through my clothes and got rid of over half of all that shit I've had since ^{FIFTH GRADE!!!} I went through my old papers and got rid of almost all of that shit. And sadly I still have only cleaned about _{A FOURTH} of my room. I still have ^{THREE FOURTHS} to clean today!!

 

It looks like I haven't cleaned my room for about _{SIX OR SEVEN YEARS} It is disgusting. I'm beginning to think this is gonna be more like an ^{ALL MONTH EVENT}

Cleveland was long, low, dirty and flat. The girls, black ruffled Bowie hair, black tights, rockabilly heels, same long striped shirt, same furry lashes and make-up, same, same, same. Interchangables. They stalked me from room to room until I finally exploded.

 

Home is fine. People always shifting around. I can't see George, with his whiny voice and constant input, lasting very much longer. He will run out of money and interest, and move on to another household. Hopefully his mother's. I'm tired of cleaning up after him. Jen is staying or leaving. She'll know by tomorrow. So we'll know by tomorrow.

 

Sobbing over internal grief is so exhausting. But the Travesty of Memorial Day can be explored another time.

.... she's the rocking chair I want beside me...

 

Big siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. So the other day I was super high and hyper so I decided I wanted to be productive. I started cleaning my room.

My room: Okay, so most of you don't know what my room is like. So here's the dirt. My dad gave me the Master bedroom. This first started when we moved (so I could start over after my Mom died). I had been in Peru during this move. When I got picked up and went to the new house I went to the small bedrooms and my stuff wasn't anywhere to be found, freaking out that I had to pack up my own room I ran downstairs to my dad. He told me that I would get more use out of the master bedroom than he would, even though the house was a rental. I. Loved. It. It was actually about the size of my old room, but it had a hall way to the BIG bathroom with a jetcuzzi and lots of closet space. After our house was finished one neighborhood over I got the Master bedroom again. My biggest fault is that the only thing my mom really made me do to take care of my room was making my bed everyday, and bringing sheets down every week. So all of a sudden I was doing my own laundry. I learned what you can and can't bleach the hard way. :\ I was messy, I just left everything out and did the smell test for my clothes. I literally have enough thongs, g-strings, and boyshorts to last me a month and a half (55 total last time I counted). So it wasn't a big deal. And I just wore all black so nothing showed up, and when something spilt I just cleaning it in the sink. Anyways, I have tons of clothes from all my style phases, size changes, and what not. I hate doing laundry when my dad and brother are downstairs because I use the couch to fold stuff, and they make fun of my underwear. :( Buttheads. So they claim I never wash my clothes, I just do it when they are not around.

 

Oh, my bathroom. I take a jetcuzzi bath almost every night to help me relax. I listen to Coldplay, it makes me happy. Right now, my bathroom is sparkling. My counters are completely white, shower grout is white, and everything is put in order.

 

My closet is organized. Nice pants hung up in one area, shirts organized in rainbow order, white in front, brown and black in back. Jeans are hung up according to comfort and color of washes. Jackets, sweat shirts, sweat pants are on another rack. Scrubs on put away on the shelves, and socks are in the top drawer of the dresser. Booooo ya!

 

On top of that I'm beginning to sort out winter/spring clothes from summer clothes so that I take a minimum amount. I don't want my dorm to be too cluttered.

Ug. i originally started to write about how humans are greedy and stuff...
but i dont feel like complaining.


so ha.

i've been cleaning the basement. and it looks....


trashed.

so im not REALLY

"cleaning" it.

just moving crap form one side to the other so i can put in my room soon.
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YAYNESSSSSS

everyone should be extremely excited now..........






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DO IT!!!!!!!!!


BE EXCITED BEFORE I SMITE YOU ALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


hehe.

DO IT......

well.... yes.


so im happy about FINALLY getting my room in.

its gonna be sweet,
im gonna get a bird. im bnot sure what to name it.

but ever since i had Ansh(way back last summer. if you dont remember...)

i've wanted another bird.

i love them burdees.

i love'em GOOOOOOD




AVIAN END