"OZZI OZZI OZZI!"

I'm spring cleaning my room. A last ditch effort to clean up my sty. Yes, its like a sty, especially my desk. Full of money lying around, papers, receipts (hey, i do keep a tab of my expenditures only thing is that its been a while since i filed them up. hur hur!) and all my other sentimental value stuffs can be found on my desk. Dig hard enough and you'd probably find the $1000 i hid somewhere on my table. Yes. $1000 cash!

Ok, secrets aside. I'm supposed to be sping cleaning like i told you about but with no music to blast in my room i'm like a Ferrari with a Nissan engine or a handphone with 1 bar of battery left. Get the idea? Yeah. Further more, i'm guessing it'll take my hours to clean up my room and that just sucks.

I need to go out. I need to ride. I need that Miss Selfridge lady. ;)






You can have whatever you like,
Bil