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Post by shane zachary ryan on Mar 7, 2011 1:02:48 GMT -5
this is the part where on cribs the people say "this is where the magic happens", right? yeah okay. haah. well this is where the magic happens.
i don't really know to describe it. the walls are white. the baseboards are black. there's a bunch of pictures everywhere of hockey stuff. a few medals and trophies. my bed, and i don't know. the blankets on there are currently blue. i have four pillows. there's a dresser right by my bed and there's honestly nothing inside of it except for a few old water bottles and books that i've already read. and on the dresser, there's an alarm clock, my phone charger, my laptop is usually there, and there's a picture of jennifer and i from our 4-year in november. and i think that's it. oh right now there's a glass that had orange juice in it. sorry for drinking it all.
it's not really that messy. right now all i can see on the floor is a shirt. i have like this big shelf thing that has a fish tank on it. i got the fish tank for christmas when i was like, seven, and right now there's only one fish in it, and his name is harold. harold likes to salsa and watch jersey shore with me. he's also a fan of spicy foods. i don't know what kind of fish he is, but he's alive and truckin' for two years now. besides that, i have a closet and it's pretty messy, not gonna lie. it has all my clothes in it and i usually just throw my clean ones in there and throw my dirty ones out of my door and the pile just grows and grows until my mom tells me to do laundry.
oh i lied, my hockey bag is on my floor right now. my cat is finding it to be a comfortable home. i wonder if her sense of smell is broken because it has been used for about three years now. i'm getting a new one, yay.
that is all, i think.
oh wait. i have a ceiling and a light too. phew. almost forgot those. good thing i remembered or if it rained i would get cold.
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