How I Wish I Were Mary Poppins With Her Magical Room Cleaning Snapping Fingers

My room is in horrible disarray. I am in the process of cleaning and de-cluttering it. But it seems to be taking forever. The reason that I am even doing this is because a whole bunch of my relatives are coming over...and staying. I think that one of them is actually staying in my room. And since I am one of those strange beings people most often label "teenagers" I have never really kept my room in pristine order or anything...

Everything is out of my closet...except for my clothes, or at least, half of my clothes, because the other half are lying across my big purple chair. I am supposed to be cleaning my room right now. But I just so happen to be doing a lovely thing called Stalling. I got on the computer for some odd reason, knowing that I had to go upstairs and clean my obnoxious room and this is what popped into my head, "oh dear, let's check on my blog, I don't think that I have updated it in quite some time...no, no, that simply CANNOT do..."

*Mental Conversation* = So here I am. I can't seem to tear myself away from the effect radio either...Skillet is playing, I love skillet. All the more reason to stay. No, no, I must go and clean my room, I do have this song on my iPod, why don't I just go upstairs and listen to it right now? Yes, that is a marvelous plan...follow-through now...follow-through...