R: Room for Thoughts

So here I am, 3 AM in the morning thinking of you. *die die die*

On an equally morbid note, my.room.is.in.a.mess.

Infront of me there are 3 empty coffee cups, cd upon cds, playstation 2 and three speakers. Behind of me is my used to be study table, but not it’s full of parts of a Gundam I’m fixing plus 2 speakers. To my right is the dressing table with university textbook but with that odd Julia Child cook book and an empty whisky bottle plus 1 speaker. To my left is the wonderful bed plus a box of unfixed Gundams plus 1 speaker.

To my back left is my medals, unfixed Gundam that has been collecting dust for few months and a few more boxes of Gundams. My electric guitar with rusted strings is there too plus a keyboard underneath my bed. Towards my back right is my clothes closet, magazines on computer games, photography, electronics and more Gundams. On top of those magazines are a few completed/lazy to complete Gundams.

Let's not evaluate the floor shall we, it may be too much of a horror for your liking.

And insomuch a glimpse of the chaos in my room and, maybe my mind too.