So as it turns out, once you've removed all the plastic bottles, coke cans, cardboard boxes and newspapers from my bedroom floor, there's really not much left to tidy lol. It really is just all rubbish (/recyclables). Oh, and coat hangers. I'm quite convinced that 80% of the UK's coat hanger population lives in my bedroom.

I've been ill this past week. At first dad thought I had the flu, but when I started having a ridiculously hard time trying to breathe we concluded that it was actually probably more like an allergic reaction to something. Joy. Meh. I'm feeling a little bit better today, though all the dust i'm inhaling probably isn't helping any. Also, in the midst of the moving things about, I have infact lost my Strepsils.

See, tidying is bad for you :P