if you were to walk into my room, here is what you'd find...

crumpled socks pushed into the dark corners of my room

yarn shoved in plastic bins high up near the ceiling above my clothes in my closet

my favorite magazines lined up on my shelf organized by publication date

a medium size blue metal tub with an assortment of awesome hats

CDs everywhere, on my desk, the floor, my bookshelf, the CD stand in the corner

lizards climb the walls; small ones, big ones, beaded ones and heavy ones

on my bed you'd find all the things I need to have by my side constantly, my journal, pens entrapped by an old rubber band, a notebook (for my midnight poems) 3 or 4 books I'm reading, a kleenex box, pillows, a bottle of water, iPod, laptop, sometimes a couple articles of clothing - my bed is hardly clean

on the wall I have posters, the topics range from movies to bands to wal*mart-fare to inspirational

I have a squiggly mirror next to my bed

my desk is a triangle and I have two turquoise blue vases and an alarm clock/radio/CD player sitting on top

only one of the shelves on my book case is devoted to books

I can't seem to get rid of my leftover plastic wal*mart bags, they are scattered all around

a turkish purse hangs on the back of my door, it's yellow with beaded flowers

shoes sprawl across the carpet and have lengthy discussions concerning topics I don't know much about

on occasion, you can actually see the color of my carpet

my trash can is orange and has a pop-top lid that I never use

library books are in a pile next to my dresser

plastic tubs are underneath my bed containing all the stuff that didn't fit in my closet

my walls are white - but the rest of the room is bursting with color.....