My space
My digital space
Think three term papers due next week and then put yourself in my (wet) shoes.
I tried again. And then again. Windows XP has never looked so inviting. Somehow I still have my data (and my sanity).
My workspace
I like to call my desk “multilayered.” It is about as wide as three beer cases. On my right hand side sits my fridge, which adds the second layer, and on my left hand side sits my bookshelf, made of three stacked milk crates.
My bookshelf is full of school books so I also use the floor to store a few things. Tonight when the water spilled, it not only soaked my computer, but also a few books and papers that were on the floor.
My other space
There is about three and a half feet of space in-between my bed and my desk and about two feet in-between the foot of my bed and the door.
My head space
My ground level window looks out into the back of our garbage dumpster.
The walls are so thin that I can hear my housemates fart and my neighbours sing.
I almost forgot, my ceiling light burned out tonight. I replaced the bulb and went back to my studying. Five minutes later the glass fixture crashed to the floor.
So, how can I organize my room to study better? I am giving up. I’m going to the library to study tomorrow.
