Blaaaaaaaarg

After having dinner with Tabitha and Mark on Saturday, I ended up cleaning my entire apartment very very thoroughly because my landlord was going to do an inspection. The stove needed to be scrubbed, the oven cleaned, the entire kitchen mopped, etc, in conclusion, I probably made myself sick with all those chemicals even though I made sure the flat was ventilated. Tabitha and Mark are absolutely fabulous, they helped me fix various things around my flat, especially the things I couldn't reach or couldn't screw on because of my wimpy non-strength. They even overlooked that fact that I was kind of incoherent from all the cleaning fumes when they came to help. X_X Thanks guys, I really, really appreciate everything!

Anyway, I ended up going to my parents' house to finish organizing things and I'm going to attempt to paint my room tomorrow but I'm starting to have second thoughts about it because I still feel really sick. But I finished my designs for the corner wall:

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( Not related to decorating, but cut for Harry Potter and the Dramatic Soap Opera Crack )

Weirdnessness!

Last night, I dreamed I was a Buddhist (and also in the Gokusen drama, mmmm, Sawada Shin~), and this morning Jehova's Witnesses come to the door. I didn't end up opening the door, I saw them out the window on my way to the bathroomm.

Anyway, hopefully today is painting day! All this moving stuff is literally moving a lot faster than I'm ready for it, I got a call from my manager's secretary saying that they want to show the apartment already tomorrow, and then there's a huge family thing on Saturday because it's one of my aunts' and brothers' birthdays, and there's a garage sale that my youngest brother is participating in to raise money for his tennis team. I don't have to be there but 'it'd be nice.'

Can someone stop life? I want to get off!