The Chaos

Most people who know me know how overly and weirdly protective I am over my room both
at university and at home.

My lair is my sanctuary. It's the one place I can always recuperate and chill out after a long day. Or sleep. Or eat. I love the ownership of a room. At home I've always shared a room with a sister -when I thought I had my freedom another one came along- for most of my life so having one all to m
yself has elicited a whole new sense privacy that I've never had before and frankly I LOVE IT (no offence to my siblings if reading).

Anywho with great power comes great responsibility, and by responsibility I mean: cleaning.

I'm usually brilliant at tidying my room but lately with the pressure of 3rd year I've just been letting it go. It's totally out of control if I'm honest and makes me ash
amed to reveal it to the world as being associated with me.

Here are a few pics to give you more of a visual and to let you all out there know exactly what I'm working with in terms of sheer amount of stuff.

I had to draw the line at photographs of the floor: can't have you judge me this early on as you never get a second chance at a first impression.

I'm in the process of tidying up...tomorrow.

Shellowooo x