i promised kelsey i would do this, and i should've done it a long time ago, anyway. the room totally doesn't look like this anymore because, well, two people live in it now. which isn't a bad thing. it's just... messier. anyway, good times in 222 Anderson. from approximately a week and a half ago. WHAT?? I'M SORRY, I HAVE CLASSSSSSSS. in my defense, i just took the last one like, twenty minutes ago. XP
the first thing i did when i walked into my room was squeal in joy at seeing this sink. isn't it lovely? plus, my towels are lime green. swing.
love me, love my bookshelf. honestly, i think you might be able to tell this was me just by the titles. End of Faith, Catch 22, THE WORLD ALMANAC...
the lovely view from my room. yes, that's me having roof access. we rock it.
my closet is so clean! look at my shiny purses!!
best. magnets. ever. bought during one of my stalking sessions of the cute staples boy. also, CPS pride what!
my bed is amazing. my pillows are amazing. my life is amazing. well, most of the time. when i'm not writing about the philosophy of the self. in french. at 2 am. yeah.
and last but not least,
my roommate Jenny and i. aren't we hot? this polaroid is rocking our front door. the guy across the hall from us who drinks in our hallway with his roommate before home games, even when they're at noon, and also has a tin of earl grey tea in his room, took this picture while moderately intoxicated.
so... that's college life for the time being i'm not fat... yet. but what's going on with the rest of you? no one tells me anything. CALL ME.