jet me off to somewhere over the rainbow pigsty
i finally did something to my pigsty.

away with bedsheets unchanged for 3 months, away you stacks of notes, away with all you random books and papers sprawled on the floor. i welcome thee, cleanliness and order.

i never had romantic notions about my room even when everybody else around me seem to have the perfect rooms. kelv's room, if i can remember accurately, is stunning as blue boy's heaven; young alice's room looked a million dollars even though i only saw it from the photos; lola... well, at least she had a room to herself.

mine? i am just thankful i don't get stinked to death in that room.

well, it is not exactly bad to the point of no return. but because i am not a pig, i cannot go that extent of no return. so, i had decided since 2 semesters ago that i will do a major clean up of my table and parts of my room (where my sister would not implement her devastation on). i finally did it.

now, as my laptop is resting on my clear and neat grey table (thank God, i finally see the table top), i can only praise the Lord for gifting me with such an essential talent - which is to live like a human and not a pig.

hallelujah.


[no offence, sis. you're an awesome girl]