I have to admit, I'm a neatfreak. Dust, grime, I hate it and like for it to be away.

On the other hand, I'm messy.
Toys, books, dolls..... they're all strewn around my room with only the slightest bit of reason. (Transformers on that shelf, school books on that part of my desk, video-games under the tv... that's about it)
But.... I like it. I really like it.
It might be because I like collecting toys/dolls/figurines, and when I'm done playing with them (Yes, I'm 23 and still actively play with my toys.) I randomly put them back. For some reason that just feels right. Almost.... organic, as if the toys self have some sort of life. There was a time I neatly placed all my stuff in rows, alphabetical order and all, but that just made my room feel like a show-model, like no one actually lived in it. Now, it really feels like a place someone lives, and that just feels so good. It gives identity, personality and individuality to my room.