I have managed to put the bed together and change the sheets. My main motivation was probably subconscious: my feet hurt and I'm so tired. My surroundings look like I'm in a bloody crisis centre; can't wait to get the boxes empty and out of my way. My new neighbour seems to be a fucking professional stalker or an FBI agent judging by the way he keeps sitting in the window apparently looking my way (there's only mine and his driveway and a fence in between and he has a very straight view to my bedroom). In the middle of working on the bed I had to dig out a pair of black curtains to do something else than stare back; obviously I had other things to do. They're not thick enough but surve their purpose for the time being. Currently I'm considering covering the remaining two windows with blankets (the other has this leopard design, the other depicts 'The Kiss' by Victoria Frances). The two other windows are in the living room (I cannot believe this is a studio!), the other also giving a clear view to the nosy neighbour. Perhaps tomorrow... Tomorrow I'll also do something about the bookshelf. Heh... you can see clearly the two most important parts of my life: the computer and the bed. No need for the TV just yet. I can update thge news online and there's nothing important airing until tomorrow evening. So I'll just take my time.
Damn... my feet hurt so I'm not going to start emptying the bedroom and the desk I have here. I could do with the space but I'll manage laying here on my bed. Getting tired too: I did wake up at eleven a.m. but I guess today's been too busy. Plus I want to read 'V for Vendetta' the graphic novel. I likey.
I have an exam tomorrow. The final course I have to pass in order to get my Bachelor's papers out. Wanna guess how that'll go?
