my room- revamped. In a bad way.
Well, not exactly revamped. She decided to clean out my table with the reason - read: excuse - being that it collects too much dust.
Firstly, everything "collects dust".
Secondly, I'm not done clearing out my files, and thus the messy state of my table. Obviously I'd spring-clean my room once I'm done packing up my four years of knowledge-in-black-and-white. Therefore, it is a wasted effort.
Thirdly, now I can't find my stuff.
I'm too pissed right now to write about other things. Maybe later, in a few hours time on my phone. Ta.
edit: oh damn pottermore just had to hang right after I'm done waiting for the 80min to pass. I had to throw away my cure for boils. More pissed off now.
Firstly, everything "collects dust".
Secondly, I'm not done clearing out my files, and thus the messy state of my table. Obviously I'd spring-clean my room once I'm done packing up my four years of knowledge-in-black-and-white. Therefore, it is a wasted effort.
Thirdly, now I can't find my stuff.
I'm too pissed right now to write about other things. Maybe later, in a few hours time on my phone. Ta.
edit: oh damn pottermore just had to hang right after I'm done waiting for the 80min to pass. I had to throw away my cure for boils. More pissed off now.