As I walk through the doorway, a magnificent wooden dresser greats me. It shelves most everything that I need to use in the beginning of a normal routine day. I then turn to my left and am welcomed to my not-so-big, TV. It serves its purpose (to sit there and collect dust because I never watch TV). Past the TV sits a bed. It isn't anything fabulous, just your standard single bed that allows any of my guests a comfortable sleeping area better than the floor or a couch. I then turn to the right and notice another giant dresser only this time filled with beanie babies. Yes, that's right; I've collected over 400 beanie babies in my time. I cannot say it's one of my proudest achievements, but it is one I will admit to. Beside that cabinet comes my closet filled with the exuberant wardrobe consisting of ALL black and dark blue shirts. As you look around on the walls, neon lights flash and black lights glow along with neon strings hanging from the ceiling and posters all over the walls. The only wall not covered in posters is covered with an enormous amount of signatures and little quotes from people. Finally you reach the enormous bed in the room. That would be my bed of course, a queen sized waterbed that
             creates the wonderful feeling of sleeping on water. Beside my bet sets a completely trashed nightstand that if you can find one inch to set something on, I would commend you. It is filled with bottles, papers, key chains, lamps, and lights, just about everything that can be set on one desk. As you walk out of the room you wonder just what was it you just experienced?
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