aaah...cleanliness is next to godliness. as part of my little sisters birthday present, i cleaned her room for her while she and my family are away this week. yeah, i'm a freak. 
i reeeally like to clean and organize.
when i was living back at my parents after college, i put my futon in my sisters room. when i moved back out, there was left a big gaping hole that she proceeded to fill with clothes, makeup, skateboards, and that trail of garbage that teenagers tend to leave behind them- like a slug leaves a slime trail. that's how its been for the past 2 and a half years. you couldn't even see the floor, just a trail from the door to the computer and the bed.
so i set up the old kitchen table that was in storage, put all her girly makeup bullshit into little boxes on said table, and put all her clothes into a pile by her dresser. that pile is almost as tall as i am! and holy shit, she has some great clothes, a lot of which have never been worn. i'm thinking of raiding the pile, as we're the same exact size from the waist up.
i threw away two garbage bags full of shopping bags, and something like 15 empty shoe boxes. and several pairs of dirty underwear that were encrusted with fossilized cat puke. (hence the stench of nag champa, an obvious coverup attempt.) i would be thoroughly disgusted by how she lives, if it were not for the fact that it looks suspiciously like my room did when i was her age.
actually, the whole ordeal was sort of amusing to me. when yr a teenager, you tend to think your so unique, and that your pain is felt like no one has ever felt pain before. and that yr ideas are revolutionary. if only adults would fucking listen to you once in a while!
i guess realizing this means that i am officially OLD and should just throw in the towel and start pumping out kids of my own.
anyway...kudos to you if you sat through all that.
i am very exited to sleep in my own bed tomorrow night and not be woken up by a 7 lb furry bitch whining in my face at 630 am to play with her. and to not be surrounded by junk food- i swear, i gained 5 lbs this week. i cant smoke in the house so i've been placating myself with cookies and cheese.
i will miss cable tv though. i've grown quite fond of harold camping's bible study. that guy is a blithering whackjob.
ok off to do something not quite so lame...actually that's a lie. i'm probably going to grab another beer and watch a movie and pass out on the couch...
i reeeally like to clean and organize.
when i was living back at my parents after college, i put my futon in my sisters room. when i moved back out, there was left a big gaping hole that she proceeded to fill with clothes, makeup, skateboards, and that trail of garbage that teenagers tend to leave behind them- like a slug leaves a slime trail. that's how its been for the past 2 and a half years. you couldn't even see the floor, just a trail from the door to the computer and the bed.
so i set up the old kitchen table that was in storage, put all her girly makeup bullshit into little boxes on said table, and put all her clothes into a pile by her dresser. that pile is almost as tall as i am! and holy shit, she has some great clothes, a lot of which have never been worn. i'm thinking of raiding the pile, as we're the same exact size from the waist up.
i threw away two garbage bags full of shopping bags, and something like 15 empty shoe boxes. and several pairs of dirty underwear that were encrusted with fossilized cat puke. (hence the stench of nag champa, an obvious coverup attempt.) i would be thoroughly disgusted by how she lives, if it were not for the fact that it looks suspiciously like my room did when i was her age.
actually, the whole ordeal was sort of amusing to me. when yr a teenager, you tend to think your so unique, and that your pain is felt like no one has ever felt pain before. and that yr ideas are revolutionary. if only adults would fucking listen to you once in a while!
i guess realizing this means that i am officially OLD and should just throw in the towel and start pumping out kids of my own.
anyway...kudos to you if you sat through all that.
i am very exited to sleep in my own bed tomorrow night and not be woken up by a 7 lb furry bitch whining in my face at 630 am to play with her. and to not be surrounded by junk food- i swear, i gained 5 lbs this week. i cant smoke in the house so i've been placating myself with cookies and cheese.
i will miss cable tv though. i've grown quite fond of harold camping's bible study. that guy is a blithering whackjob.
ok off to do something not quite so lame...actually that's a lie. i'm probably going to grab another beer and watch a movie and pass out on the couch...
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tex13:
You have a few more steps to go before you are "officially" old, but you are getting closer dear.
deceptiviewfilm:
broadway is on strike??