My Mum has been nagging me into fixing my room since the year began but I couldn’t find time, not until today. As a Mum, she’s also obligated to say that I should know better, and that it’s a disgrace for a “woman” like me to have a filthy room. Guilty as I should be, I was forced to bond with my room for approx. 4 hours..

HERE’S THE MESS:

and here’s the HOT MESS.

Fixing my room was never in my timecard nor on my daily basis. But at least I finally get to hang my posters once more, use my mini drawers and my mini whiteboard (for my daily reminder), make a collage out of different photos and etc.

That was just a part of my room, you haven’t seen anything yet.