On Speaking to MeShelf

I gotta reorganize my room. What's with all those clothes in the bag and me not wearing them? I need to get a something. To stack them bags at least and not have the clothing bag on the floor... Ikea should have something fanciful. Ahhh... YES! This shelf should be nice...

But oh God... this shelf is so big... How am I going to ever get it back. Shites. Shites. Shites... To have them delivery service? But it's 65 bucks for delivery... And summore the gates... Urgh! Should I get something smaller? Nah, nevermind, get the delivery service lah.

Argh! Heart ache. Heart ache! Why did I ever wanted to spend so much on a shelf! Sad. Sobs. Now the entire hostel is gonna look at me whenever they pass through the lobby. Who on earth would get an Ikea shelf when they're staying inside a hostel! Bloody fool! Fool!

Yes can you please assemble here and help me carry in later? Wow... Efficient lads. Are you glad now that you get them assemble service as well? Fool. Worry too much. Wanna safe that money and carry your self and assemble yourself. Good good. Just please, no one come by... Shites! Janet's here!

"Yours ah?"

"Yeah..."

Thank God she's gone fast... Please please no one else...

Oooh done!!! YES!!! Quick quick, gentleman this way please... Gate. Door. Signature. Bye! Thanks a gazillion! :D

Now how shall I arrange my stuff... Shites! Boxes still too big! Eeeeeee!!! Never mind, this one goes to the top. Chair, top. Toilet rolls here... And yeah, my lovely clothes here and here...

This picture surely didn't do my room justification. Eeeewww... But I love my room now. Weeeee!

ps: I'm not schizophrenic. I'm not schizophrenic. I'm not. :D I'm just talking to myself.