my room is clean. i mean clean. clean clothes all taken care of, dirty clothes in the basket, bed is made, books are all straightened up on the bookcase, top of the dresser is cleared off (polished and rearranged all the candleholders and knickknack stuff). Art supplies taken upstairs to the back room, 4 pairs of shoes all together nice and neat like (i�m wearing a 5th pair, a 6th pair is in the closet, and the 7th pair is going to goodwill), took down all the glow in the dark frogs that were on the walls, cleaned off the stereo and its shelf, vacuumed, and all the wood bookcases and shelves and whatnot are nice and polished with a lovely lemon scent.

how disturbing.

other than cleaning, i haven�t done much else. i did get a call from mom. she said she bought me something from the mexican store, but she won�t tell me what it is. although, she is pretty good at figuring out what i do and don�t like.

i also listened to a lot to music, which is always good. however, due to all my cleaning and music, i haven�t studied for the religious history test tomorrow. and i probably won�t be able to study tonight, because i�m tired as fuck. maybe if i have a little bit of time in the morning between taking a shower and getting to class, i�ll study.

yeah, i�m not the only one who doubts that.