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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 12:59 pm
This is the Dorm Room of Samuel Moore Smith. It's a simple, clean room. A single window overlooks the campus on the wall opposite the entrance. There is a bed to the left of the entrance that's back board touches the wall. It has simple, white, linen sheet on it and no pillows, Samuel does not sleep with any because it is better on his back to lay flat. To the side of the bed closer to the window there is a small desk with his books and a radio and then on the opposite wall aligned with the foot of his bed is a vanity. Near the window there is a simple sitting chair where he enjoy reading. He also had a simple bathroom and a small closet.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 2:59 pm
He said "You're really an ugly girl boy, but I like the way you play." And I died. But I thanked him...holding on to his picture... dressing up every day... At long last everything was set up. It had taken a little longer than he had expected, but that was alright. At least everything was in place just how he wanted it, and he had set up his radio/CD player first thing so he had some music playing as he worked. But now everything was nice and neat, and he sat down on his bed with a little sigh.
Samuel was rather glad that he did not have to share a room with anyone. He liked his own space, he wouldn't have been able to stand having another boy in his room living with him. By the end of it all he would have probably ended up wanting to bash the boy's head in or just lock himself up in the restroom just to have some alone time. But although Samuel did indeed like his alone time he was also a little bit of a socialite... and after spending all day unpacking he decided it would be nice to meet some of his fellow peers.
"Maybe I shall go down to the lobby... or explore the campus." He muttered to himself as he stood. "I would simply love to find the library..." Sometimes when he was alone Samuel had the tendency to talk to himself. But with that last remark he left his new dorm off to explore his new school. I wanna smash the faces... of those beautiful boys, those christian boys... These p r e c i o u s things, let them break their hold over me.
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