Sunday, April 06, 2003

Ikea is like the perfect place to shop. It's full of the most useless junk that you never thought you could do without. You wander through aisles and aisles of shelves, CD storage racks, boxes, beds, tables, sofas etc. and wonder how you could have survived for so long without brightly coloured storage boxes, or photo frames made out of wire, or oddly shaped glass jars.

I remember chuckling at the description of decor at my university's accommodation centre - modern, classic or Ikea - and right now, an Ikea-designed room honestly doesn't seem like that bad an idea to me.

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