Welcome to my room (and a bit of my mind)

I just realised that my room is startlingly close to one of those highschooler's dorms/rooms they show in movies. Like seriously, let me paint a word picture (disclaimer: I'm terrible at these. So imma make a list 'cos that's how I roll).

1. The Door. It's white, which is nothing special I guess. But it has a poster on it. A hand-made stuck-together kind-of-a-collage sorta poster with my four first ever- thoroughly british- fandoms: Sherlock, DW, Merlin and Harry Potter, 
2. AND it has a signboard thingum (those you can get from precious thots) that has my name on it. My name. That is so girly I can't even. (seriously it's a present. You can't not use a present! I'm nice like that.)
3. Walk in, turn to your right, and wala studio bathroom. With girly stuff inside. And a nice mirror and glass everywhere. And a FLOWER. Wow when did I become so girly
4. Continue walking in without turning and welcome, to my room. Square-shaped. Normal.
5. Left wall, my study table. And what's on it? A cork board slanted against the wall. With To-do lists, and POLAROIDS (yes you heard that right. friggin polaroids) and hand-written LETTERS and bookmarks and all that stuff. 
6. What else is on the table? SOFT TOYS, And a shiny gem-filled eiffel tower model thingum. And a plastic crown (nope not a tiara. I'm not that girly yet. But a crown. With signatures on it.)
7. And framed pictures of my friends. (WHO KEEPS FRAMED PICTURES. WHAT. WHO AM I)
8. And wrapping paper and christmas hats and other nostalgia-inducing items (I'm not kidding. There's empty sketch pens and CONCERT TICKETS. Used ticket stubs. What. is. wrong. with. me.)
9. And other gifts and paraphernalia. Like a WINX CLUB MUG (what even.) and a squishy tiny cushion thingum and a mini pompom and omg I'm a hoarder. #uncomfortabletruth #thehorror
10. And on top, is a hanging bookshelf. A hanging bookshelf with a showcase space, with I don't even have space to name all the stuff on it. Fake flowers and Framed photos and Old ship models and tiny wind-up toys and Dogs and other statues and I can't even. I am so a hoarder. 
11. And there's a hand-drawn sketch. On one of those black scratch paper things, where you have to scratch something out and it turns out in random colours on a black background? I don't think I'm explaining this very well...
12. And the bookshelves are filled with books obviously. (p.s. my favourite is the LOTR trilogy. And Pride and Prejudice. Don't knock it till you've tried it.) 
13. Also on the wall, there's a painting. Of elephants and kings and an ancient indian tone. 
14. Turn to front wall and more framed pictures ensue. And curtains of course.
15. Right wall and oh yes, it's PINK. (what was I even thinking. Why is it pink?!)
16. And the wall has a picture collage. Of all my favourite people. And a painting of london that I did myself. (it's terrible) (but i'll put it up anyway)
17. And I have a bed-side table with a stereo set on it. With the radio blaring 24/7. Oh yeah and my primary school diary and autograph book and a torchlight and A4 posters of my favourite movies more photos and old specs all in the drawers. (A DIARY. AND AUTOGRAPH BOOK. Who was I)
18. Add a huge glittery Leaning Tower of Pisa sticker on the wall.
19. And a bed of course. With a head-board and everything. Thankfully not filled with soft toys or I'd be mortified (more than I already am)
20. A sliding wardrobe, with a mirror and lots of accessories and all that girly stuff. And scarfs. A lot of them. And bags. 
21. And 2 bottles of chemicals I mixed (and then sorta stole from the lab) on the floor next to the bed.

And there you go, a word picture of my room. My filled-with-hoarding, messed-up, haphazardly organised, apparently girly, slightly scientific (oh and did I mention the blown up periodic table), and completely nostalgic room that I cannot believe is mine (mostly 'cos of the girly-ness and the PINK) but I love very very much. Love you room. (yeah now I'm officially high)