The Treasure of Me
There is no doubt that most people have a special type of organization for their own individual room. When people come to think about a room, they think it's only a place to sleep in! Nowadays, this concept has changed. My room is like a palace, which provides me comfort and relaxation. I would rather stay in my room in weekends rather than going out, because when I come to compare it, I realize that I have more fun in my room. My room is an expensive treasure filled with fun and entertainment. I'm spending my high school days all in my room. My room shared all the happiness' and miserable day's that I have gone through, and for sure it always stands up for me and supports me with anything that could entertain me. That's why I consider my room as more than my best friend. My room is my favorite place. Every time I enter my room, a feeling of lightheartedness comes over me. From the second I touch and twist that smooth doorknob a feeling of glory and safeness strokes my body. The floor of my room is a golden-brown carpet like the golden sun that shines throughout the earth. Shades of candor cover my four walls. No difference from the color of a pure Jasmine flower, that shines and gives the image of
Anything I want from information or education, I refer back to my desk, which is provided with useful sources that I refer to in my study hours. My desktop is fairly organized, consisting of a pencil holder, desk calendar and some textbooks that helps me in my education. The calendar is full of important dates, tests, deadlines and of course the rare dates of holidays that school give out. On the corner of my desk lies my eleventh grade picture. It's the most beautiful picture that I had ever taken. Above my desk, hangs up the picture of the new 2003 Porsche model. I really appreciate this car due to its outward appearance and the gentle way it cruises through the city. My stereo is almost sixty cm away from my desk. The stereo is the only thing that rocks my room all over, but it really cheers me up when I'm sad and depressed. It insists me with deep thinking when I have a problem, and helps me how to solve the problem. The stereo contains magical waves that passes through my brain and develops imaginary thoughts. Few teenager rooms cannot be considered complete without a loud stereo and the collections of CD's and tapes. My room is no different, beside the stereo; two shelves of CD's are stacked neatly as the wonderful alignment of a pretty woman's hair. Finally my computer, I consider it my second father which I always refer to whenever I need help especially academically. I don't consider my self-alone in the room as long as my computer is near me. I consider it as a human being because it actually consists of more information than I have, and it's smarter than me. There is no difference between human beings and computers except that humans move, and they don't. I'm sure that computers will start moving in the future. Many people enter my room, but not as much as I enter my room. I spend nearly all the time in my room except for school hours. I as a senior am really concerned of my appearance and the look of my room; as a result I also am concerned of my appearance. I'm a pretty normal guy. I'm attentive of the importance of how I look. My height is like a small baby tree that's in the beginning of its gr
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Approximate Word count = 1458
Approximate Pages = 6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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