Life of a messy commuter

My room is an utter mess, utter mess I tell ya!! It looks like a tornado ripped through my bedroom and tossed everything to the ground and it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better. How on earth did I accumulate so much crap?! And it's all crap. Crap that doesn't do anything, it just sits there. In cherhole's words, it's stagnant crap. It's taking so long to clean... I've been cleaning it since I got back from Calgary! My parents keep walking into my room and they'd just shake their heads. What? I can't help it if I have a lot of crap...well, I can but I'm trying to fix that (I apologize for my excessive use of the word crap, please pardon my language.)

Why is it that I tend to hold on to so many things? Things that will make my life so much more free and simple if I only learn to let them go. I've got to figure out why.

Commuting sucks! How do people do it? Driving through morning rush hour...riding in the freezing cold subway on germ-infested seats. It takes so long! I should bring a book to read! Yeah and something to read during those long hours in between classes. I really took advantage of living downtown these past couple of years. I never truly appreciated what I had until now... I can't just run up to my apartment to nap between classes anymore....*sobs*....

And why is Toronto so cold?! What's with the rain and wind and dark gloomy skies?