some rearrangements

I've been practically waking up these days at almost noon. Yesterday i got up at almost 2pm. Everyday it got worse. Hell.

I really should start clearing out my shelf. You see, i need to clear out all the unwanted magazines, like CLEO, Seventeen Malaysia (seriously? Malaysia's version? The topics, pictures, and the trends and all are copied from the international version of Seventeen, pretty much obvious. Plus uh the editors are not, say, vocabulary rich. But i was young back then so i didn't mind all the blemished gaps. And don't ever get my started on CLEO), Shout and other un-avant garde magazines really fast 'cause there will be new ones coming in every month and the spaces are de facto limited.

Aaaand i'm thinking of moving all my novels to another shelf in my room. I don't know if it's really what you call a shelf. I think my dad built it years ago, painted in white, made of real wood. It's small and it's cute. And my books are gon' move in very soon before you know it.