Neat Freak

I just spent half an afternoon clearing my desk. Categorising all those irritating loose sheets, clipping, filing, indexing, highlighting, stapling, shelving... And boy, my cubicle is now so clean, tidy and uncluttered, I literally get a high just looking at it! It's like some clean singapore expressway, so in place, so organized, so unobstructed... I feel like pasting a big red "Great Job" star somewhere, from myself to myself.

Oh boy, am I suffering from some neat-freak-disorder?

Then again, in probably another 24hrs time, it'd start its descent back to the deep dark abyess of messiness.