the story of a long lost liitle diary :) :)
― Though i hate cleaning up my room as much as i hate the bittergourd veggie my mom forces down me for dinner(just like she forces me into this clean-up thing much to my annoyment >| ) but surprisingly this time it did something good to me..something that made me proud and happy over myself that i obliged into doing it..unwillingly it was however!! ∙ Dragging along the room,picking up things inanimetdly and putting them in places where they OUGHT to be but wer'nt..the monotony of which was [...].
