If my life were a movie, it would be a thriller. I am living on the set of a horror movie. Picture yourself in one of those cheesy "Please don't kill me, Mr. Scary Man" soft porn horror movies. That is my life. Don't believe me, check this out for yourself.
Friday the 13th
*and notice...No 3G Network (probably no 4G for that matter)
Hospital? Or Colonial Mansion/Haunted House?
Lucky for me, due to some mishaps at the STL John Cochran VA, I was sent to Danville with another classmate. She arrived in Danville before me so I gave her the code to my pad-locked room and these are the pictures she sent me so I knew what I would be arriving to...
My home? Or a Half-Way House?
|Yep....this is my room! Numero 6.|
|Be VERY, VERY Jealous. I'm living in the dorms again.|
And yes, I do have shower shoes.
The first time I sat down on my bed (after I'd covered it in 14 layers of sheets of course), it almost sunk to the ground and I nearly fell off. I don't even think that thing is classified as a mattress. I'm not sure if any of you have ever felt a hospital mattress, but this is pretty much what it is. But, the good news, if I happen to wet the bed, it will wipe right off!
Nate Berkus - eat your mother f'in heart out!
Lovin' life in the 'Ville and lovin' America.
-Stay Sassy, xo