In an effort to show ya’ll my entire, REAL, life…I have re-done my bedroom and decided to post pictures. I’m a cluttery human being, I also enjoy really chotsky things (I spelled that wrong in every graduate school application for fiction that I submitted, damn). I still don’t know how to spell it, so I’m going to leave it.
I tried to add some dancing space into my room, since ya know, my karaoke machine and I like to get down. Back in the day, Cat Williams and I used to learn the moves from Christina A’s (can’t spell it) “Dirty” video and then perform them at teen night at City Limits. Man, good times. I like to think my personality hasn’t changed much since then, actually has it changed at all? I’m still crazy and I still love to dip it low and have to awkwardly pull up my low-rise jeans afterwards, maybe even jump back into them.
I’m getting off subject. I’ve redecorated my room since I’ll be living at home until *fingers crossed* graduate schools start calling. So, my mother woke up this morning with the idea to help me out and we, together, moved all my stuff around and she cleaned and I organized (I’m not organized so this is a big effort for me. My book shelf still looks absolutely ridiculous, but I like it that way).
Here are the photos of the excitement! I may even post the pictures of all the hidden-behind-clothes posters of the Backstreet Boys. My not-so-secret crush on Nick Carter has now been moved to Justin Bieber, but there’s still a special place in my heart for both Carter boys.
So there you have it, the room of a bachelorette. Bah!