Hmm, I can't seem to be able to get up and do anything.

Glancing around my room I see vast mountains of clothes, books, paper, speakers, CDs, DVDs, stationary.. need i go on?

I walk into my room now. I don't enjoy the scenery. Not the least bit. At the moment it's not the kind of room that makes you want to randomly invite all your friends around- just so you can sit in it, and they can compliment you on how it really accentuates my personality. Nope, no urge to do that.

Problem is, as soon as I open my laptop up- there's no getting up. I don't even notice the clutter when I'm sitting here in my chair, amidst all the chaos. I can't even claim it's organised chaos anymore- because that would be lying. A quality I don't aspire to possess if i can help it.

*pause*

I really, really can't make myself get out of my chair.

*goes on YouTube*

Okay, I got a bit excited over a song (Welcome Home, Son- by Radical Face. Great, heart soaring song!) and i knocked a massive pile of comic books next to me over. And it landed on my foot. So, ow!

*pause*

Okay fine! I'll tidy up!!!

*sigh*