I'm a freak of nature.

Yesterday, I decided that it was due time for a good spring cleaning of my room. Only it was in the summer time.
I began by putting my clothes away, picking up useless artifacts that I had collected throughout the days following my last clean up. Most of which were gum wrappers and hair pins. I continued my clean sweep with some dusting followed by a good use of the apple red vacuum my mother purchased. The vacuum that had just been brought back from the cleaners (pun intended) because it is a peace of crap, a HUGE lemon of a vacuum. Ever since maja brought it home, it's fallen apart.

Anyways, back to my story. So I was fed up with the way my room was situated. I have a chaise that did not fit quite right the way my bedroom was laid out. I don't know how exactly I managed, but I moved every single piece of furniture in my room - including my very large, very heavy, very solid wooden Armour that has my television on it. As well as my bed, my book self and my lounge chair.
I don't know how I manage to pull these stunts off. I surprise myself with the amount of strength I posses when I am determined. It was as if superwoman took over me, or the hulk. Or perhaps, I reckon, that I am amazingly robust. I do lift a few weights, five pounds nothing special. I pulled this Feng Shui off in under an hour though. I still find it ridiculously unreal how I executed such a top-notch Debbie Travis face-lift.
Oh-Yeah.