Say goodbye to Hollywood...
For two years I have called this room my home. I love this place. Let a curse come upon he who chose to take my home from me. Riverside better be freakin' sweet or heads will roll. I'm talking roller coasters, bowling alleys, and probably an in-house movie theater. That place better rock my face off. I heart New Hall.
The only desk in New Hall with drawers...and it's mine...biatch.
I don't remember where this chair came from, but it has been buried beneath my clothes for the better part of two years.
This noodle has been stuck to my ceiling for at least two years, probably much, much longer. I shall miss it dearly. Woe be unto anyone who removes this noodle. Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark style temple-collapsing-dart-shooting-massive-boulder-rolling carnage will ensue.
"Broke into the old apartment. This is where we used to live." ~Barenaked Ladies~
The only desk in New Hall with drawers...and it's mine...biatch.
I don't remember where this chair came from, but it has been buried beneath my clothes for the better part of two years.
This noodle has been stuck to my ceiling for at least two years, probably much, much longer. I shall miss it dearly. Woe be unto anyone who removes this noodle. Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark style temple-collapsing-dart-shooting-massive-boulder-rolling carnage will ensue.
"Broke into the old apartment. This is where we used to live." ~Barenaked Ladies~