MESSES

     I tried to fall asleep, but obviously failed.. miserably. After logging back onto the interwebs, I looked around my room ( which I do often) and noticed... that I'm... a... SLOB. I guess I've always known this but it's never been this bad.

    So as you see, it's a MESS. But you know what, I know EXACTLY where everything is. Though, messes aren't healthy to be around, even if you have just grown accustomed to it. (There's a lesson coming up... SOON.)

     A lot of people tend to hang around others who are bad for them. For example, let's say "Sally" is infatuated with "Danny", but Danny is a dirty, rotten anus hole who brings nothing good to the table, and just makes it harder Sally to manuever through life.

Sally= Me

Danny= Mess

Sally's Life= My room.

No Mess = No Stress

Don't surround yourself with messes, even if you are used to them and don't think that they will get out of control, which they will, and then one day you find a pre-historic-looking bug lying under your belongings eating a potato chip. But I digress..

(There's a lesson in there somewhere...)

I'm going to try yet AGAIN to get some sleep, and first thing tomorrow I'm going to clean my room. :)

--- SomeGirl <3