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sometimes i don't even know what i'm saying...
i often contradict myself To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour. ~ william blake ~ |
Monday, January 08, 2007living in a refugee camp
since sat, my room has been turned into a 'refugee camp' (according to my mum). i've turned out my drawers and boxes, and my bedroom floor is strewn with knick-knacks, papers, etc... in an organised mess.
i'm indulging in early spring cleaning, in preparation of CNY. and i've (re)discovered some gems and then again, some items that i've to harden my heart to throw away (finally!). some things are no longer of any use, other than the sentimental value attached. it's been a tedious process, having to decide which are for keeps and which to discard. so until i've worked it all out. it's 'feet, beware!' as klutzy me tiptoe gingerly in and out of my room. irrevelant piece of good news: today, i've snorted out less mucus than the past 2 days. yipee! |
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2 Comments:
Organised mess for P. Lupsup???
yes. there is such a thing as organised mess.
for me,at least. =P
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