Messiness

The extent to which I am willing to live in complete and utter sloth during midterms and finals weeks amuses and saddens me. Seriously. If my camera were working, I would take a picture. Soda cans everywhere, clothes strewn about, bits of paper all over the floor, cups and other eating supplies that ought to have been washed by this point... The kitchen is even worse. I try not to go in there anymore, otherwise I will be confronted by an overwhelming need to do the stacked up dishes. This weekend, I tell myself, I will get it all done. But, next week I have more essays and tests. If I can just hold out a bit longer--spring break is the week after next. Yes, then I will have a live-able apartment. More livable, anyway.