my bedroom, is in such a horrible horrible state, it will make any house proud person die of shame.

first and foremost, my bed has not been made in years.
my stuffed toys have long gotten used to this careless strewning of blanket and queer arrangement of the bolsters.
i shant bother tidying up my bed, my toys cant handle the stress of a new environment.

clothes sometimes share my bed on an hourly basis.
they occupy it frm the time i wake up till i sleep at night.
files, books are notes are welcome too (same timeslot as clothes).
so are bags and scrungees.

as much as i wld love to give everyone space on my nice bouncy bed, sometimes it gets abit crowded too.
though not as comfy, the floor is a great alternative. (i have 3 cushions living permanantly on the cold, tiled floor. some notes, some bags, some plastic bags).
or chairs (cardigan the PR).

funny i shld associate books, files and notes with the bed.
well, u shld have seen the table........
though some may ask: what table.

half the table filled with my barang barang eg radio, document tray, a small set of drawers, phone, clock, ornaments, my hp chair...
one third of the remaining half...cup, coaster, water bottle, food wrappers, used tissue, scrap paper, postcards, flyers, wallet, cds, earphone...
the remaining two thirds?
taken up by my laptop and the iogear mouse.

oh wow.
im neat.

and ive yet to touch on the other parts of my room.