pigstyyyyy
i am cleaning my room and i have come to the following conclusions:
1) i own entirely too many bobby pins/hair ties. you know how you always lose those and have to replace them constantly? i think all of them, every hair tie & bobby pin I have ever lost in my life, is simply hidden somewhere in my room.
2) I really really really really really like taking drugs. like i cant get over how many random pill bottles i am finding with a party mix of stuff inside, or random stray pills sitting on the carpet underneath stuff. my room is like a surprise pharmacy, where you have great variety, but the catch is that nothing is labeled.
3) the following things are good ideas but fail in actual use, at least with me:
- gift cards (i am going to cry if i find one more expired one)
- ticket stubs (great for readmission to the event, scrapbooks, and memories, but otherwise they take up space underneath my monitor and btwn books on my shelves)
- rubber bands. i am finding so many rubber bands and i dont even know WHERE or WHAT they are from. i should note i NEVER use rubber bands for like anything.
4) i should never be allowed to purchase another magazine for the rest of my life. i am finding random magazines from 1998, and i have no idea why i saved them. aaaaugh.
5) i should be forced to move my birthday back a week, because i am the least tidy Virgo in the history of man. the problem is that i am organized AND lazy, which really just means sometimes i am organized and sometimes i am not because i dont care. it's funny b/c i'm very OCD about other things - i will nitpick the shit out of anything and my underwear and hair tie HAS to match my outfit, for examples - but throwing random shit all over my dresser and leaving it there for a month is okay. hahahaha
1) i own entirely too many bobby pins/hair ties. you know how you always lose those and have to replace them constantly? i think all of them, every hair tie & bobby pin I have ever lost in my life, is simply hidden somewhere in my room.
2) I really really really really really like taking drugs. like i cant get over how many random pill bottles i am finding with a party mix of stuff inside, or random stray pills sitting on the carpet underneath stuff. my room is like a surprise pharmacy, where you have great variety, but the catch is that nothing is labeled.
3) the following things are good ideas but fail in actual use, at least with me:
- gift cards (i am going to cry if i find one more expired one)
- ticket stubs (great for readmission to the event, scrapbooks, and memories, but otherwise they take up space underneath my monitor and btwn books on my shelves)
- rubber bands. i am finding so many rubber bands and i dont even know WHERE or WHAT they are from. i should note i NEVER use rubber bands for like anything.
4) i should never be allowed to purchase another magazine for the rest of my life. i am finding random magazines from 1998, and i have no idea why i saved them. aaaaugh.
5) i should be forced to move my birthday back a week, because i am the least tidy Virgo in the history of man. the problem is that i am organized AND lazy, which really just means sometimes i am organized and sometimes i am not because i dont care. it's funny b/c i'm very OCD about other things - i will nitpick the shit out of anything and my underwear and hair tie HAS to match my outfit, for examples - but throwing random shit all over my dresser and leaving it there for a month is okay. hahahaha