Day 293 - D.I.Y. Invitations

Why pay when you can do it yourself, or better, get someone to do it for you for free? Right? It's enjoyable for me to layout words and cut up paper anyway. :)

Day 286 - Messy "Desk"

I may be in a different place, and I may not have a real desk, but I'm messy just the same.

Day 200 - Desk Closed

This won't mean anything to anybody else, but it means a lot to me to finally be able to close my desk. Because, it has spent several years looking like this.

Today, I finished cleaning it so I was able to close it. That's right. I wasn't able to clean it in just one day. I even had to sleep in my someone else's room last night before because I hadn't finished fixing the stuff I temporarily placed on my bed. Lucky my brother's in another country. I should finish fixing my whole room before he comes back.

P.S. Today is my sister's birthday. Happy Birthday Ate!

Day 199 - And More Mess

Remember my messy desk?

Well, today I decided to partially fix it. Partial, meaning, it's just the tip of the iceberg of the mess in my room. As my sister said, "Parang sumuka ng kalat 'yung mga gamit." Doesn't that have a kind of poetry to it?

Anyway, this is a picture of the stuff that I temporarily placed on the bed while cleaning my desk.

Day 193 - Messy Desk 2

This week is quite boring and I randomly clicked my cellphone's camera on this part of my room while watching the Mara Clara remake.

Day 92 - Messy Desk

Pakalatan tayo ng desk. Ano, laban ka? :P Pwede na yata akong mag-guest sa Hoarders sa sobrang kalat nito. I promise you there is a desk somewhere underneath this mess.

I guess I should be ashamed. And I am, to a certain point. But you know, I do know exactly where things are if you ask me to find them. Not that that's a valid excuse. I really should get around to fixing this. It's almost Christmas again.

Day 65 - Where's My Monitor?

After 2 years and 5 months, a part of my computer finally gave up on me. Unfortunately, it's the entire monitor. It won't turn on even if I change the cable and plug it into different sockets, so I guess it's going to need some official repair. My dad finally took it out of my room and put it back into its box to take it to the service center, except that the service center has just told me that they don't actually "receive" units and are supposed to pick it up themselves.

Grr. Don't you just hate it when things give up on you and you have to go through this tedious process to have it fixed? :(

P.S. I'd apologize for the mess, but who will I be kidding? My desk/work station/computer table/life will be messy whatever I do anyway.