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Unformatted text preview: I need to straighten my desk; I’m running out of room to put things. Above my desk hangs my calendar, just waiting to be filled with appointments, tests, and project due dates. My lamp is on, but I can’t decide if I should turn it up or not. There’s never the right amount of light in here. My bed, which is lofted, is actually made for once, with the hot pink down comforter pulled up to hide the multicolored striped sheets underneath. The TV is blaring from its perch atop Maggie’s dresser, but I’m not actually watching anything; it’s just there for background noise. There are plenty of nice places on campus, but my dorm room is my favorite. It may be small, it may be noisy, and it may even be a tad bit on the messy side, but it’s home....
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This essay was uploaded on 04/13/2008 for the course CO 240 taught by Professor Crummey during the Spring '08 term at Blackburn College.
- Spring '08