i don't understand what parents have against their offsprings' bedrooms. i mean like i know it's clutter and maybe even rubbish as you so lightly describe it, but my chaos is ordered chaos. my gosh, i just created an oxymoron. -_- i know where my things are and they are in that pile there. see the lotion is just under my folder under my art diary and just casually tossed over is my headband. hmm. simple logic. don't need to scream. i get the point.

UP NEXT: pictures of my cluttered bedroom.