So parents forced me to clean my room. Here are the things I realised:

1) I hate cleaning my room.

2) I don't like dust.

3) However I don't not like dust enough to do something about it more often.

4) I have a shitload of pens. How, I have no idea but I have than I could have possibly hoarded over the years. Obviously there is a great conspiracy by the pens of the world to take over my room.

5) I also the same number of lead pencils. Please see above comment for the reason why.

6) I now have a pile of paper the thickness of my fist that comprises of various notes and writing for both original fiction and fanfiction that I now have to go through to get all the relevant stuff out.

7) I shed hair like a cat and my carpet is now growing these random masses of hair.

8) I stole far more art supplies from my school last year than I realised, including a text book but that was unintentional. Unlike the paint.

9) I have a lot of crap.

10) I still haven't finished.

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