I knew that my dorm room would not be spacious, but that would be okay. I still envisioned it as comfortable with lots of space for all of my necessities. Surely, the beds would not have to bunked and of course I would not have to alternate between closet space for my winter and summer apparel. I could see the room in my mind. The sun would flutter in from a big window overlooking a courtyard between dorms where fellow students lounged under shady trees. The walls would be a dim yellow shade, friendly and comforting. The hard floor would be covered in a caramel-shaded rug with soft bristles that would feel like cushions under my bare feet. A soft breeze would blow in at night so that sleeping would be pleasa

After two months, the room is neither that of my dreams nor nightmares. I have made it a second home as best as I can. I have smothered it in every shade of lime green I can find. My roommate and I have painted it in pictures of happy people in every spot that reminiscent melancholy could sprout up. We have a stiff, orange colored rug on the floor that I would not dare walk on in bare feet. We have shiny, new, electrical appliances that remind of us of the comforts of home. The room seems less cold and uninviting. At times, I can even call it friendly and possibly homely. It will never be the castle I had first envisioned it to be, but on particularly sunny days, I can see a trace of the sun playing on my window and I have to smile.

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nt in the early fall and spring. My roommate and I would have our own privacy. I would be able to place smiling pictures in shiny silver frames and scented, green candles throughout the room with out ever intruding in her personal space. T

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