i love messiness. i love having things around me, in no particular order, with no rhyme or reason. i am not neat. i have never been neat. i will never be neat. i am tired of people trying to change me. my parents have attacked me for years bc of my messiness, i've heard it from friends, roommates, and now joe. i can't handle it. i dont want to change. i am a slob, and i am quite content being a slob. so stop trying to fix me. it just upsets me, because i am more than content being who i am, and i dont need anyone to change me.