My favourite place is my bedroom
My Favourite Place In The World. My room keeps me relaxed and entertained for hours. To me, it feels like the safest place on the planet.
Sometimes I like to sit and stare at the map of the world that hangs on my wall. I look at certain countries and imagine what life must be like there or think about which ones I would like to visit. It gives me a sense of peace to be able to look at the whole world at once from a distance like this.
My wardrobe doors are a collage of cut outs from travel brochures and magazine articles on exotic holiday destinations. I can gaze at turquoise oceans, snowcapped mountains and cities lit up at night whenever I want- no need to buy a plane ticket.
The colour scheme of my room is sandy carpet, sunny yellow walls and turquoise and blue curtains and bedding. I wanted the room to be all blue but I was advised against it because it is a north facing room and it would have been very dark. I always thought yellow was an in-yer-face sort of colour but the walls actually brighten the place up.
The shelves overflow with DVDs on every genre. When the rain pours outside, ( or any time really) I escape into the world of film where all the drama is carefully scripted, the jokes are funny and I can fast-forward any boring bits. Unlike in real life.
My CD player is turned up loud when no one else is home and I sing along. I can hold a tune but I am shy so I prefer others not to hear me.
On my desk, my laptop has pride of place. What would we do without the Internet today? I am forever Googling random topics and questions that come into my head. I can learn so much without ever leaving my inner sanctum. Articles for my university course, textbooks and other learning aids sit side by side with novels, biographies and more.
Scented candles, body lotions, lip glosses and shower gels clutter up my space but I don't care. I think there are worse things in life than being a product junkie. In my room I can pamper myself, restore my
Sometimes I like to sit and stare at the map of the world that hangs on my wall. I look at certain countries and imagine what life must be like there or think about which ones I would like to visit. It gives me a sense of peace to be able to look at the whole world at once from a distance like this.
My wardrobe doors are a collage of cut outs from travel brochures and magazine articles on exotic holiday destinations. I can gaze at turquoise oceans, snowcapped mountains and cities lit up at night whenever I want- no need to buy a plane ticket.
The colour scheme of my room is sandy carpet, sunny yellow walls and turquoise and blue curtains and bedding. I wanted the room to be all blue but I was advised against it because it is a north facing room and it would have been very dark. I always thought yellow was an in-yer-face sort of colour but the walls actually brighten the place up.
The shelves overflow with DVDs on every genre. When the rain pours outside, ( or any time really) I escape into the world of film where all the drama is carefully scripted, the jokes are funny and I can fast-forward any boring bits. Unlike in real life.
My CD player is turned up loud when no one else is home and I sing along. I can hold a tune but I am shy so I prefer others not to hear me.
On my desk, my laptop has pride of place. What would we do without the Internet today? I am forever Googling random topics and questions that come into my head. I can learn so much without ever leaving my inner sanctum. Articles for my university course, textbooks and other learning aids sit side by side with novels, biographies and more.
Scented candles, body lotions, lip glosses and shower gels clutter up my space but I don't care. I think there are worse things in life than being a product junkie. In my room I can pamper myself, restore my