Teen Dreams: February 2009

Which Classic Bombshell Are You?

Sofia Loren
You are Sofia Loren. You have been through alot, but from pain comes beauty. Inside and out. You brighten peoples lives, while there is something forgein about you.

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What is your favorite color? *cool pics*

Green

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My other sweet lips pics

This is a story about a girl.

Chapter 1

She woke up and looked in the mirror. She was really putting on weight. What could she do?! She had no idea. She decided to go on a diet. From now on no snacks between meals. She will eat salads and become a vegetarian. They are meant to be healthier. She is going to join up to a few clubs to do more exercise. That would be better.
Her parents were not so sure about the salads or the vegetarianism but they liked the clubs idea because they wanted her to make more friends. Well - I say more - she did not really have any.
Her name was Cheryl, Cheryl Green. She decided to join a pilates club, yoga club, karate club, gymnastics club and book club to make new friends. She would go to pilates on Monday, Yoga club on Wednesday, Karate club on Friday, Gymnastics club on Saturday, Book club on Sunday.
On Monday she headed to palatese. She was supposed to wear baggy, comfortable clothes for this and yoga. She decided to buy herself three new tracksuits. She got blue, pink and purple jogging bottoms and matching tops from Nike with their tick on. They were from their really cool, new range.
She headed to the club with her new tracksuit and lime green hoody and new Nike trainers that were mostly white with lime green. She was extremely nervous. Would anyone like her? Would they think she was fat? When she arrived a smiley American women confronted her with a handshake. She felt giddy. This women was the perfect shape. She was completely fabulous looking and absolutely gorgeous.
"Now you just join us here...?"
"Cheryl," she told her, "Cheryl Green."
"Hello Cheryl," she had her Californian twang, she gripped Cheryl's hand so tightly all the blood ran out of it and her mouth opened in shock, horror and pain, "I'm Natalie, Natalie Portman. I'm gonna be your teacher t'day!"
She guffawed and tried to hold it in, gulping with the pressure, "Are you serious?!"
"Yes! What's wrong with Natalie?!" she crossed her arms, her cheery brows furrowing.
"Oh n-n-n-nothing is wrong with Natalie," her eyes welled up with tears, "It's j-just-" a tear was a bout to run down her face.
Natalie hugged her so tightly she could not breath until she let go and Cheryl breathed out, "Don't cry! There there!" she was patted on the back like a baby but with the force of a chimpanzee.
Her eyes were watering with pain.

"Try and calm down and then we'll get started. Right everyone," she suddenly got louder, "Today we have a new member called," this always made her hate teachers at school, not a good start, should she just leave, "Cheryl. Everyone be nice and Maxine, you will get her started and explain anything she doesn't understand, OK? Let's go, it'll be fun, don't worry Cheryl, I can see that look on your face. A 1-2-3 a 1-2-3-4!" she pressed the old stereo on that was sitting on a shelf by the door.
Suddenly Cheryl was horrified, she had just glanced at the huge mirror walls they would be staring into as they exercised away. What would she do? She would be able to see her whole fat self in the mirror!
The music came on and it was a new track from Paramore.
'How up to date is this class!' thought Cheryl, 'I wonder if half of these women have even heard of this.
"Good choice Natalie!" she called out to the teacher.
She started sweating profusely and panting. She was so out of shape. Maxine who was of a similar age to her was smiling at Cheryl encouragingly and Maxine was quite skinny.
After the lesson they were both toweling down in the changing room. They both went for a shower and Cheryl saw how skinny Maxine really was. She was really toned. Cheryl wanted to know how she got so fit so she asked her.
"How do you keep so fit?!" asked Cheryl.
"Oh, thank you! I just do lots of exercise. You want to tone up, do you?" she queried.
"Yes."
"Well stick with me kid and you'll go far!" she did a fake American accent like their teacher.
They both spurtled laughter.
From that moment when their eyes met they were mates.

Do you want to be an emo, goth, ned, plastic, nerd, arty or jock?

Q1) What would you wear?

a) Black, red, blue and purple.

b) Black

c) Tartan in brown, blue or pink on caps and tracksuits.

d) Pink or other girly coloured mini skirts, tight t-shirts and high heels. Sometimes dresses.

e) Shirts, smart trousers, glasses, braces and shoes that look like your dad should be wearing them.

f) Flamboyant, original clothes, maybe made yourself or changed and bright colours.

g) Sports gear like ice-hockey or football tops and track suit bottoms or jeans, always trainers.

Q2) What colour hair would be perfect for you?

a) Black or brown

b) Black

c) It doesn't matter, only would dye it bleach blond

d) Brown, blonde, black or ginger, no unnatural colours

e) No dyes

f) Pink streaks, bright coloured dips or bright red hair

g) Nothing dyed unless it's a natural colour

Q3) Would you wear any make-up?

a) Eyeliner and black nail polish

b) Eyeliner, black nail polish and white foundation for the girls

c) The girls might wear thick mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss

d) Foundation, concealer, highlighter, lip gloss, blusher and eye-shadow

e) Girls would maybe wear clear mascara and lip gloss

f) Anything as long as it is unheard of or something only people like David Bowie would do, not all of the boys would take part in this

g) No way man!

Q4) How would you act?

a) Stay in a a huddle, might be a bit suicidal or depressed, mostly just like emo rock which stands for emotive rock. Loves bands like My Chemical Romance or Bullet For My Valentine

b) Love heavy metal like Suffocation and Black Tide. Are very calm and would never fight anyone even if they beat you up. Always in the mosh pit beating people up and head banging at gigs.

c) Really aggressive, hates emos and goths. Think they are weirdos who all commit suicide (not true)! Listen to ned beats.

d) Like pop or light rock. Are two-faced, gossips. Can not go out without make-up on. Are fake and only care about being popular.

e) Are shy and love computer games and Science and Maths. Are not very good at talking to the opposite sex (or the same depending on preference). Often have spotty skin and love jumpers.

f) Are very confident in their own skin. Are very creative, into art or maybe music or writing. HAve a very close-knit set of friends who can always rely on each other.

g) Love sport more than anything. Are quite jokey and like having a laugh. Very competitive. Keep fit. Always lively and bouncy personality. Often they are quite loud people.

Q5) Who would you love to go out with?

a) A girl or boy who is into emotive rock. Who plays an instrument preferably. Who will get on well with my friends.

b) Someone who likes the way I look. Who loves heavy metal and jumping in at the mosh pits.

c) Someone who can calm me down who doesn't like goths and emos. Someone who loves football.

d) Someone handsome who is popular. Have to like pop. Have to be fit. Must be fashionable. It is a priority that they are charming.

e) Someone who is not too loud. They have to love gaming, Star Trek, Maths and Science. Must be cute.

f) Someone who has a soul. Have to be confident.

g) Someone who is into sport even if they don't play. Has to be fit and good looking.

Q6) What would be your favourite present?

a) A My Chemical Romance CD

b) Black Tide concert tickets

c) Tracksuit

d) Make-up set or sunglasses

e) Call of Duty 3

f) A paint set

g) A football or other type of sport ball or puck

Mostly a)s=Emo

You are an emo. You love painting your nails black. You can not live without eye-liner. You enjoy straightening your hair. Maybe you have a peekaboo fringe. You probably have black hair or at least brown. You are into emotive rock. Chavs don't like you. You do not hate them though. You always wear dark clothes, mainly black. You might play an instrument or sing. You would love to go out with someone who shares your love of music and emo rock.

Mostly b)s=Goth

You are a goth. You love wearing black and heavy metal. Your fave band might be Suffocation or Black Tide. You enjoy going to rock contests and rocking out in the mosh pits. You might be in a band. You have black or another kind of dark hair probably. You may wear eyeliner, have black nails and wear white foundation. You would love to go out with someone who would go to contest with you and was a heavy metal fan.

Mostly c)s=Ned

You're a ned. You can be a bit aggressive. You hate emos and goths. People may think you are a yob. You love wearing tracksuits and caps with tartan on. You love ned beats. You may be into going to footy matches and cheering on your team. You would want to go out with someone who shared your loves and hates.

Mostly d)s=Plastics

You are a plastic. You are superficial and popular. You are fake and two-faced. You need to change your ways. All you care about is being popular. You do not have any real friends no matter how popular you are. You love pop and make-up. You enjoy preening yourself. You would want to go out with a jock.

Mostly e)s=Geeks

You are a geek. You are a nerd. You love playing computer games, Battle Star Galactica, Science and Maths. You like wearing glasses, braces, jumpers, shirts, smart trousers and shoes your dad should be wearing. Right now you are actually fashionable because of Ugly Betty! Fashion people just don't get that they are being made fun of. You would want to go out with someone who would join you at science fairs and like gaming.

Mostly f)s=Arty

You are an arty. You love painting, drawing, playing an instrument or writing. You wear wild clothes that show off your character. You are very confident about who you are. You enjoy being creative. You love sifting through art galleries. You may be into jazz. You are the most confident out of these teenage tribes. You would want to go out with someone who shared one of your passions and would take you round a gallery on your date.

Mostly g)s=Jock

You're a jock. Your life is ruled by sport. You are fit, charismatic and love to have a laugh. You enjoy showing off. You are extremely competitive. You like keeping fit. You would be no where without your sport. it is your identity. You might want to focus less on being popular and more on making friends. You would enjoy going out with a plastic.

I think everyone should try and at least give some money to Comic Relief for Red Nose Day if not raise some money. I have been baking cakes, going to have a scratch card and maybe get sponsored for something. Also my family and I have been buying t-shirts, red noses and pens. I want to get Jamie Oliver's new book for Comic Relief. It's on my wish list.
So get raising money and do something funny for money! If I can you definitely can too.

I am going to a carnival! I am so ecstatic. I am also taking part. I am going to be one of the carnival girls with the beautiful dresses and the big head dresses. I will be dancing through the carnival all day. Mandy is coming to cheer me on as Roger is at work and Freddy is on holiday. Roger is covering his first story in Florida, (lucky sod). I was dancing and having a great time. The music was so loud and the costumes so bright and colourful. People were palying drums, breathing fire and walking on stilts. Everyone had come to watch from far and near. People were looking out over us above us from their windows and balconies.
I had a lovely surprise that day. My mum and dad had come to America to see me!
"Mum! Dad!" I called as I passed them in the carnival.
I had just enough time to grab my mum's hands and then I had passed her. Now New York really felt like home. I was loving it and knew the fun would never stop. My adventure had just begun.
THE END

Spooks -Which spy are you?

Ros Myers
You are a top MI5 agent. You are one of the oldest ones there apart from Harry because all the other ones have died. You are extremely tough. You can make a gadget out of anything. You can beat up or kill someone better than all the guys. You sometimes seem a bit shady like you are on another side but actually you are just finding out information from another side. You are the toughest agent. You are Senior Case Officer.

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I miss my mum! She came over today and made me a roast dinner. It was lovely. We had a girly chat and watched Mamma Mia which I got her for Christmas.
Freddy came over yesterday and we had a little football game with Roger and Mandy. It was very fun although I did feel a little awkward when I saw some flirting between Mandy and Freddy. She assures me it will not go anywhere though.
"He's your ex, you shouldn't mind!" Roger tells me as we are walking through the park.
"Isn't there that rule about going out with people's exs?"
"No! That's for weird, strangely jealous people! get a grip! I thought you didn't like him any more?" he looked concerned.
"I thought I did and just wanted to be friends but now I'm not so sure," I bit my lip.
"It's just jealousy. You'll get over it eventually and then you'll be sky high and heading onto better things!" he rubbed my back.
"I feel like a baby!" I said, "How is match.com working out?" I asked.
"It's not so good. Loads of women keep trying to chat me up. One said, 'If I meet the right one.' I mean, what is that?!" he put his hands out in front of him, palms up, his elbows near his stomach.
"No cute guys then?"
"No. They are all middle-aged women."
He seemed down in the dumps so I tried to cheer him up by buying him an ice-cream drink.
"Aw, thanks doll, you didn't need to!"
Roger and I have decided to adopt a dog together. It will be an Old English Sheepdog Puppy since we both love them and a dog at the pound just gave birth. It's a boy. It's very shy and adorable! We both love him and have named him Harry. How cute!

Which Hotel Babylon character are you?

Anna Thornton-Wilton
You are the head secretary. You are meant to be friendly and flirty with all the guests but you do not always manage that. You can be very snooty. You think you are a higher class when in fact you are not! You have fabulous dress sense. You are always looking for a guest with lots of money who will sweep you off your feet so you can stay in the hotel instead of work in it.

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What Anime girl will you look like?

Just Normal
"Just a Regular ^^"

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I really miss my mum. She says I have to phone her every day.
Today she told me, "Your dad misses having you around the house to help him cook. Since he has retired and you are not here he has nothing to do any more. He can not help you with your homework or anything."
"Why doesn't he join a class? He could do exercise or art or something?"
"That's an excellent idea! he's been saying he wants to follow you into the field of photography," she sighed.
"The field, huh? What a copy cat!" I put my hand on my hip that was not carrying the phone.
I had the bit you put the telephone down on against my hip and I was chugging it around because I like doing that and of course curling the old fashioned, spiral wire round my finger.
"Oh, here's your father, he wants to talk to you - MIKE!!!" she screamed down the phone.
"Eh, mum, can you hold that away from your ear when you shout?" I asked, wincing at the pain she had caused my ear drum.
"Hello?" it was dad.
"Dad!"
"Sweetie!" he gasped, "How are you?!"
He sounded like he was hugging me all the way down the phone, "Fine, thanks, Dad!"
"Has your boss been treating you OK? Only equal standards for my girl!"
"Yes! It's fine Dad!" he was an old-fashioned feminist, "I helped with another candy lip thing with that photographer."
"He's got his eye on you!"
"DAD! Stop embarrassing me!"
"What?! Who am I embarrassing you in front of?! Is anyone there?!"
"Yes," I held my head and waved at Roger who was lazing on the sofa and flicking through an old issue of Vogue, "Roger is here."
"Oh, say hi from me!"
"Dad says hi," I held the receiver as I talked to Roger.
"He keeps getting you to help him because he likes you!"
"Or just because I'm a good photographer! What happened to feminism?!"
"This is love! All's fair in love and war!" he stated.
"Right Dad, goodbye!" I hung up.

Freddy and I have decided just to be friends. It is not working between us any more. Mandy and I met up for coffee today.
"God, these are ve-ry sweet!" I told her.
"I know!" she laughed, "It is so great to have a fresh perspective on everything here. Everyone else is like, 'That's just normal coffee!' They think I'm mad!" she laughed again and sort of snorted.
She showed me all of her favourite shops in town. Some of them were pretty special. Down allies where no one would see them.
"I got this really cute necklace just down here-" we walked down the alley way, "-Oh! It's closed. That's the recession for you!"
We were both disappointed but decided to head home.
When I was there Roger had made us spaghetti hoops on toast.
"Wow, nice!" I told him.
"Don't be so sarcastic! The oven has broken, I have called out for a mechanic. He can not be here for a couple of weeks so I microwaved this."
"OK, I suppose you did your best. Maybe we should have a couple of weeks of going out to restaurants for meals?"
"Only if you want to get fat!" he said.
"Well, we could just eat half or, even better, we could share a meal! That would save money too!" I raised my finger in a eureka moment.
Today at work I had to take pictures of some spring dresses. They were very floaty and light green. We did it with them dancing around daffodils like fairies. I had some spare time so I helped one of the other photographers with this candy lips thing he was doing. It looked lovely but it was fiddly sticking things in place. He got the lighting perfect while I adjusted the model.

Which?

Freddy

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My job was going really well. It was a bit weird with Freddy but we had decided to get back together. For I all I knew nothing was ever going to be the same again. My bunny that I decided to call Tailor is a boy. He is so cute and doing so well. I have made a new friend at work called Mandy. Very American, I know. She works on the fashion pages and is one of their top writers. That is mostly where I work too so we see each other a lot. She has managed to get me a proper photo shoot all of my own! I am doing a special one page for easter clothes. I get a female model and have decided to include Tailor. He will be Vogue's easter bunny! They are very cute shots with her Easter dresses and him. I have now got my own themed fashion page that I will do every month. It is very exciting.
Roger has finally managed to get a job serving tea at a newspaper's head quarters.
"My boss is hot!" he told me over the phone.
"I hope he is straight and you aren't going to do anything about it!" I was concerned.
"Oh he is. You know I would never!"
"I can't be so sure!"
I told him all about my new job, "Oh well that's great! Well done!" he clapped his hands so he must have put the phone down but I have no idea.
Freddy and I tried to go out for a romantic meal and ate creamy spaghetti carbonara style at a local Italian place. The owner was Lucio and he was American but his family are from Roma, Italy.

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Blonde haired
If you have blonde hair,this is probably what you would look like in anime!

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Today I went to my job at Vogue for the first time. I got to give tea to all the hot models. I was supposed to be watching what the top photographer was doing. As you can imagine I had my eyes somewhere completely different. Also the models were topless! They were men for a deodorant ad.
Roger went for three interviews at three different newspaper houses today. He was only trying to get a serving tea job but unfortunately he did not get any of them.
"Is it the way I dress?" he asked.
"No!" I told him, "Maybe they went for someone with more experience!" I waved my hands out to stick horizontally out from either side of my body with my elbows against my hips.
"How much experience do you need to serve tea?!" he jumped up in the air in outrage.
"Alright, alright! Calm down. Did you see any other candidates?"
"No," he flumped, "They all came in after me," he fell onto the seat in the waiting room at our new dentist.
I opened a magazine that I thought was about naturalists but turned out to be about naturists.
My eyes nearly popped out of my sockets at the photo I saw when I opened the pages, "There was only leaves on the cover!"
Rog peeked round the page, "Ha ha ha! That's the first thing that's cheered me up all day! Thank you Minny!" he curled his arm round me and shook me while jollily laughing.
Freddy came to see me today. He had heard I was in town. I do not know who from because I have not been hear very long. It must have been someone at work.
I looked up at him, "So, how have you been getting on?" we were outside my flat on the pavement, I crossed my legs over and had my hands in my pockets.
I had let Freddy cut my fringe and it was actually pretty good! He had done a sort of feathery fringe. I had grown out my pob and my hair was now shoulder-strength and sort of shaggy.
My Chocolate brown hair dye was coming out and now looked like half of my hair had been dip-dyed at the ends.
"I got a job in a hair salon sweeping hair. Not very interesting but it will get me started. This girl who is the bottom of the line hairdresser if you like has been giving me styling tips," he looked down and then up at me in that gorgeous way he does that I can not ignore.
"Oh good! Wait - what girl?!"
"Oh, you are actually jealous, aren't you?!" he poked me.
"Oi! I am not!" I poked him back.
We both giggled, "She couldn't possibly any way!"
"Why not! Some people do actually still find you attractive you know!"
"Why thank you!" he bowed in a silly manner, "So you don't any more, do you not? Well, obviously she doesn't because she is gay!"
"Is that what she told you!" I folded my arms and looked sideways at him.
He gave me that delectable look and elbowed, I smiled and nudged him back, "Yes and I believe her!"
"She just said that to get you off your guard so you are relaxed and don't notice her subtle signs of wooing you!"
"Wow! Where did you get that from then? The Exs Who Don't Have A Life Anonymous group?!" his eyes went wild.
"Don't look at me like that!" I scowled.
"Ooh! You make me burn!" he shuddered and did this weird hissy snake thing.
"You weirdo!" I held my arm and backed away from him.

It was that policeman again, "Back away miss. Get over here now!"
"What?" I said to him and got behind him like he ushered with his hands.
He held his gun up and pointed it at Freddy, "Put your hands up!" he shouted.
Freddy raised his hands in horror and backed against the wall.
The policeman strutted over and searched him for a weapon, he must have felt manly after 'rescuing' me from Freddy.
Eventually we sorted it out down at the station. they un-handcuffed Freddy.
"Thank you for saving my bacon, you are my hero."
His big, sweet eyes stared at me like a puppy-dog, "Oh! Don't do that! I'll have to take you home!"
"Oh please do!" his eyes seemed to get wider and cuter.

We got on the plane and headed for New York city! The big NYC. The big apple. They were showing Ghostbusters on the plane which did not really help. Roger slept for the whole journey. He says it is to catch up so he does not get jet lag. it was one o'clock when we got there. We headed for an American style diner of course. We both ordered burger, chips and Chocolate milkshake. The portions were ginormous. So we only ate a little bit and did not have dessert.
"I have heard rumours about people getting really fat here because of the size of the portions!" Roger told me.
"It's could my dad taught me how to cook then!" I told him.
"Minny, Minny, Minny, he did not tell you how to make my Special Martini, did he now?"
"No, he did not Roger. I suppose you are going to tell me now, are you?"
"No, I am going to make you one when we arrive at the flat!"
We had got on the train, "You brought all the ingredients with you?!"
"Of course! You can't travel around without a good martini, can you?"
"If you say so, Rog!" I am surprised but realise not as much as I thought.
"Have you actually seen this place before?" he asked me.
"No but my dad came over here to see it when he was in the area for his job."
"What does he do exactly?" Roger asked me.
"Oh, have I not told you? He is an investment banker. They had a big client over here and he said he would only work with Dad so they had to send him over!"
"He must be good then!" Roger was impressed, "Shouldn't you be rich then?"
"No! The recession is on. He is lucky he didn't lose his job!"
"It sounds like they are lucky to have him!" Roger and I put our hands on are hips at each other.
"Alright, you win, I can't do that moody old crone look."
"Roger, you cheeky beggar!" I wagged my finger at him, "I am acting like my mother!" I shoved my hand over my face.
"You old dramatic you!"
"Why am I old all of a sudden?!"
"Sorry, darling, I didn't realise you were bothered by wrinkles!"
"I'm not and I don't have any!"
"What's that then?" he picked a hair off my shirt insanely.
"Get away from me you mad man!" I mocked.
"Can I help you miss?" a police man asked me.
"No, I am fine officer," I brushed down my clothes.
"Alright miss. You just come to me if your in trouble, y'hear," he swing his two first fingers at me and gave Roger a funny look.
"Do you think he is homophobic?" asked Rog.
"No, I think he thinks your mad and he is not far off!" I pushed him over with my finger.
He stumbled about a bit and giggled.
We entered the flat. It was quite nice. Roger instantly pulled out some cushions and chucked them on the sofa we got with the apartment. They were very stylish and instantly lit up the room. I stuck my mirror panels on the wall. We ordered a Domino's pizza and ate it in front of the telly. It was pepperoni. we watched a Bruce Willis movie.
We painted the living room lilac. We hung up a lantern shaped lilac lamp. We had a TV with the place but we replaced it with our lavender one. We hung up purple curtains. We added pink and cream vases on the window sill. we lay down a cream, sheepskin rug. We lit lavender tea lights.

In the bathroom we lay down a blue bubble mat. We hung up a shower curtain with a waterfall print on it. We hung plastic seaweed from the ceiling to give it an underwater feel. we added clear blue taps, (I am good at plumbing). We added two soap dispensers with pink coral prints. We have a matching blue bubble mat for the shower. Our toothbrushes are hung on a chrome metal wave with blue suckers attaching it to the wall. We have cool, blue fronted wooden cabinets attached to the wall. There is a crystallised wave on the front you can not see through and a blue part that you can on all of the diagonal left side of the front panel. We have crab shaped orange trays attached to the wall in the shower for our shampoo and things. There is a clear blue towel holder with bubbles through it that keeps our towels warm. We have a matching plastic bubble ring to hang a towel on for guests. We have an oblong, round, blue, plastic lamp shade up in there too. The light switch is on a string and has a fish on the end biting the string that we painted together at Dalton Pottery when we visited Dalton.
In my room there is a dark pink, fluffy rug on the floor, bright pink curtains with stitched in dark pink, wavy lines. My walls are bubblegum pink with one light pink wall to even it out. My chandelier is fake crystal, pink diamonds. my bed covers are lilac with a fluffy, lilac throw on top. my bed is wiggly pink and looks plastic but it is not. My cupboard is a light wood painted light pink. It has white knobs on the two doors with purple swirls painted on (by me)! The walls have on one my set of three pictures of a powder puff and other dainty items. Another wall has a big canvas of a pink rose slightly blurred on it. The pale pink wall is plain and the other has my curtains and window on it. My radiator is behind my bed which is great for the Winter because it keeps me warm but not so hot in the Summer or should I say hot. I have a big frame with pink and yellow ice-cream round it that has a picture of Roger and I in it with our arms round each other in front of his pink convertible. He says when he is a millionaire hairdresser he wants to swap it for a pink limo! This frame is placed on my light pink desk which is made of wood. it has space for my chair to go under in the middle and sweeps round to the sides in a semi-circle. The chair is see-through, dark pink plastic. I have some funky little box trays that are white, light pink and lilac on the front with cute, little, white knobs on them. They are for putting all my junk in.
Roger's room is a cool green. It is very minimalist. His bed is a green mint, dark green and orange striped futong. He has it up in the day so him and his guests can sit on it. His blinds are mint green. He has pictures of me and him on his wall in steel, round frames at jaunty angles. They are on one wall. They look kind of like windows on a submarine or boat. He has a pastel green, furry rug on the floor. He has a bobble green carpet. He has an excellent dark green throw on the edge of his futong and six tiny green cushions on it. He hides a pillow that is light green under his futong too. He has a built-in cupboard which is inside the wall so you just open the door which is part of the wall and step inside. It is quite small. You can just fit inside. All of his clothes are in piles on green mint shelves. They are mostly checkered shirts, jumpers and jeans. He has one look and eventually changes it when it is so out of fashion his grandfather would not wear it! He has a small side drawer he puts his latest book from the library in (he does not buy any books because he only uses them once, if someone gets him one as a present he sends it to a charity shop as soon as he has read it or I get it if I want it), He also keeps a hand held mint mirror in the top, tiny drawer. On top he has a lime green lava lamp. his lamp on the ceiling is matching with mine but green.
Our dining room has one deep red wall, one milk chocolate and one white to contrast with each other. It is filled with a big, mahoganhy, varnished table in a deep, cherry red colour with matching, curly chairs. Their is a fabric, light red napkin like covering on the table that is easy to wipe clean. The lamp is a normal triangular shape and cream.
The kitchen is basic. A steel sink, washing machine, white fridge, wipe clean floor and walls (Rog is a messy cook), a grey lampshade (to hide stains), a dishwasher is what we are saving up for and surprisingly the kitchen is very cramped. None of the rooms are very big but this room is tiny! The cupboards are brown wood. All over the walss from top to bottom to fit everything in. We have a toaster on a sill area in-between tow cupboards.

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