99

99:00:00

...and counting.

My apartment is still a mess, there are boxes and presents and flowers and things everywhere. There is dust under the desk, under the sofa, under the fridge, under the washing machine. There is dirt in the bathroom, toilet, entrance. There are still posters and pictures on the wall, unwanted manga on the shelf, junk in the cupboard...

Then there are parties to attend, BBQs to roast, drinks to be drunk, yakiniku to be grilled, sushi to be devoured, presents to be exchanged, tears to be shed...

IS IT REALLY POSSIBLE THAT I'M MOVING OUT OF ALL OF THIS IN 99 HOURS??!