My bags are unpacked, heaped at the end of bed.
There's a layer of dust and grime everywhere.
There's lizard's poop scattered in every nook and canny I turn.
Notes from last semester are scattered on my desk.
Cobwebs adorn the room walls.
And and..my bed suddenly doesn't look as apealing as it used to.
I want to cry laa.
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