What's a new year to you?

Tonight's a very similar night to the one that's about 365 days ago. Like last new year, I'm stuck in my room, pondering. But I couldn't remember though, was I as sick as I am this very moment? My eyes are sticky, watery and extremely itchy. The insides of my nose is very sore and drippy.

See, that's what you get for attempting to clean a pig-sty of your room. I dragged myself out of my so-comfortable bed earlier today, so that I could fold my clothes and rearrange my wardrobe. I threw out so much stuff!! I don't wanna be a packrat no more! It's an irksome habit, keeping old mementos that do not really see daylight at all. Oh boy, there's more packing to do tomorrow. I gotta dig a space huge enough to accommodate every inch of my mega huge art stuff.

I need the motivation!!!! I need a spick and span room!!!!! I guess there isn't enough storage space in the mousehole I live in. Everything's here and there, especially small items (like pens and pins). Though there's a 'designated' box or container for almost everything, things seem to wriggle out of 'em. Haha..

Need to clean! Need to clean! I wish I were like Monica in FRIENDS.