I finally got around to cleaning my room! Like, FINALLY! It's not much, but it's more than enough for me. Ever since I switched rooms with my brother, I never really felt the chemistry vibe between me and this room. But since I've gotten around to some cleaning and rearranging my furniture, I like this room already. I like lifting pushing the furniture all by my damn self. I like doing all the hard labour. I'm lazy, but I like it. Though I miss my old room's spectacular view and the cool breeze, this room lets me stuff more of my junk cause somehow this room is longer in perimeter. All in all, say hello to my mini house :)
Ignore the luggage. I was trying to begin packing.