So I have this love for Ikea.
A cousin of mine, would flip if she found out.
In my defence though, she has the money to pay for ‘better quality’ stuff.

Anyway, I love getting those little flyers in the mail, that shows the glamourous ways that the Ikea stuff is organized, and outfitted into certain rooms. I drool over the catelog when I get them, and get a bit antsy when my friends receive theirs before mine (I worry I won’t get one…ok!).

So…I frequently visit a certain blogger (quite the silent reader)…I love how she incorporates vintage, 80’s, wild stuff into her wardrobe, and make them work for her. For some, I could never imagine myself wearing some of the stuff, but that is mainly cause I cannot stand to stand out (I’m working on it!). Anyway I admire how she pulls things off, and seems to carries herself with such a confident charm…

Alright, so why am I writing about this?

Well I checked on the blog yesterday and was floored by all the pieces of clothing, accessories, etc that she possesses. I was also drooling over how she organized her ‘closet’ space. It is gorgeous. I personally wanted one like that from Ikea, though not for clothes, but for my book, seeing as the wood shelving is much sturdier than what they offer for that of books. But when I saw all her clothes, acessories, etc arranged in that fashion…made me wish I could have one installed for one side of my room. Ok…maybe two sides of my room! haha.

Anyway, I’ve been looking around for new ideas to organize all the wonderful crap that I have collected over the years. The packrat in me refuses to throw things out. Which, could be good in some ways, I have found uses for many things…but when it comes to the really needless stuff (such as old notes and exams from psyc and soc classes…) I should really toss them. But in my defence, I have found a few friends to pass them down too..that is…When I can actually part with them.

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Alright, so onto something else.
Valentines Day. Was quite amusing. I woke up late, tried my best to avoid Valentines colours, tried to look somewhat presentable, and went off to teach a few kids. Then I got a text asking me to go drink Soju with a friend. I thought we would escape the presence of very PDA type people…but boy was I wrong. Still had fun catching up with my friend, and laughing about a whole bunch of stuff. Vague. I know, but at least this day wasn’t spent loathing the fact that I am single.

Actually, I welcomed it.
More on that later…

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flickr group…sweetness.

another flickr group…