Believe it or not, I clean my room. No, really. It is actually pretty organized too. It just doesn’t look it. I know where everything is and where things go but sometimes mornings can be hectic and things just end up everywhere. Mornings are my room’s worst enemy. The day before my room will look perfect, (This is usually because my OCD kicks in and I see things aren’t straight and it looks crooked.) but then I start looking for my clothes or the shoes I was wearing last week and my room just gets more and more cluttered. So in a way my room really does look like a tornado went through it, but I am the tornado.