I got home and cleaned my room. Several things happen simultaneously when I clean my room. First, I get really happy. I like feeling productive and seeing that things are cleaner because I worked at it. Second, I love my room even more. I have a really cool room. It's the simple truth about that. It's even more cool when it looks like its ready for a magazine photo shoot (it's never actually that clean, but I'm getting there...). Third, because of a combination of the first two, I want to spend time in my room, even though I don't know that I really have anything to actually do in there.
Without further ado, I present today's photos. Zac's room = Zac. These photos sum me up and all of the feelings I described above.
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I'm hanging out in my room. Also, I got a new shirt yesterday. I love it. I obviously go on a lot of dates with a cute face like that, eh?
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On a completely random note, I bought an 8GB Memory Stick. It can hold 1600 photos. Worth every penny.
1 comment:
congrats on the clean room, you goober! haha!!
im sorry i missed your talk!! i hear you did great!! :)
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