My Bedroom
June 2, 2022
im gonna start bloggin.
being home for the summer has brought me so much peace. really. i used to crave leaving my town and moving to new places. but now that i’ve done exactly that, i enjoy returning to the room that saw me grow into an adult.
one of my biggest regrets though, is changing it.
literally i had covid. i was so bored and i completely switched my room around. not to mention that the summer after that i completely tore it apart and redid it. well thats an overstatement all i did was paint the walls gray and buy a big mirror. i kept the posters and chose new art work but really it didn’t change. i guess its the action of changing that i regret because when i’ve visited some of my friends rooms it seems like its a museum of old memories. childhood frozen in time. i don’t feel that way about my bedroom at home.
but… it does comfort me.
i love my bedroom and it feels like it reflects who i am as a person. “colin its a room its not that deep” okay cmon let me romanticize my life like i always do and make my basic experiences seem much larger than they are thank you.
my bed sits right in the middle of the room, with an old white comforter with permanent stains from my dogs dirty paws. under the bed is stacks of high school papers i’m too sad to throw out. literally AP chem tests are under there and for some reason my mind wont let me toss them. theres buckets of cameras, film, and old batteries that are probably out. boxes of photos, probably old lost clothes, and even a donated piano. got it from a friend. i don’t even play piano.
in front is an ikea tv stand that i bought off of facebook marketplace during the pandemic. it was built wrong. so its got weird wooden pieces and exposed lumber. its not perfect. but it works and looks nice from a distance. inside the drawers are xbox games (360 and one) and sooooo many random wires. like literally if u need a wire for anything chances are i probably have one. theres even more pictures in there, stickers, high school awards, and probably a little baggy of dirt and sand that i took from a cross country state championship in high school that i haven’t seen in three years. stacks and stacks of unused gift cards lay right there in my view. cane’s, lowes, barnes and nobles, u name it i got it. idk why i dont use them.
on top of that tv stand is a like 15 year old toshiba flat screen that was the first big tv my family had i think. its rlly old but it works. doesn’t look great and has the worst input lag ever. probably why i stopped playing video games tbh. right below it is the dusty and untouched xbox one. i wish i still gamed but i genuinely don’t have the energy for it. my friends still game and i feel like im missing out on those stupid xbox party moments lol. they kind of make fun of me for not being a real gamer. whatever lol.
to the right is my black acoustic guitar that i got in middle school. i still play some, but to be honest i’ve lost a lot of the skill. dont get me started because it kind of makes me sad that i lost it– but of course i still don’t have the energy to pick it back up and relearn it. but i kind of did last summer when i spent almost a thousand dollars of my martin’s bbq serving money on a shiny baby blue stratocaster electric guitar. i played a lot and got back into it, but when summer ended and i went to school, i knew i wouldn’t have time or room for it. so yet again its been about a year since i’ve played. shoutout henry wood though because he recently got into guitar and has grown so much since starting. dude encourages me to pick it up some.
to the left of this table and television is a little book shelf. on it there is some book shared books i’ve never touched, high school ap english books, and even some self help books my mom got me when i was a terrible son. not kidding. there are like “guides to being a guy” that i was supposed to read and never did. theres also some psychology and sociology books that i either have started and havent finished or that haven’t been picked up. i’m reading more this summer and am thinking about opening a section of this blog dedicated to book reviews. im reading this one called To Raise a Boy and its a really good look into masculinity and boyhood, something i’ve always struggled with myself. its written by a mother and dedicated to her son. its a good one. really recommend so far. it is nonfiction though so if its not ur thing then dont read it hahah.
what else is on this book shelf? theres art books dedicated to some of my favorite artists, like i have a book of all of keith harings works. i have this big photo album about david bowie. pretty cool stuff in there too. i also have like 40 issues of time magazine that i started to collect but stopped paying for the membership. might start that up again because i will be such a cool old person if i have like every time magazine of the 2020s.
under that shelf is a shelf of athletic awards. i used to have a portion of my wall dedicated to medals and plaques but i thought it looked ugly and i was constantly reminded of how i didn’t do well my senior year track season due to an injury so i moved them out of sight lol. but i still have them. 9 plaques. yep. 9. kinda cool i guess. plus a few trophies and this one all-state golden shoe thats pretty cool.
next to my bed is a little shoe rack that serves as a bedside table. has converse and birkenstocks on it right now, as well as my high school yearbook and prismacolor colored pencils. its kind of random and terribly ugly and im hoping to remove it SOON. lowkey might go ask my mom for a table bc she sells tables and stuff maybe has an extra.
on the other side of my bed is a tall body length mirror that i got from walmart for 30 bucks. funny story. i brought it home in my car and it completely shattered everywhere but then i turned around and went to walmart and said it broke as soon as i walked out and they gave me a refund for a new one. its got some stickers on it, like second state coffee which is my favorite shop in charleston. they have great lattes and coldbrew. behind it is a white board with ap exam stuff from two years ago that i haven’t erased. and also a black lives matter protest sign– just in case the united states has another massive issue that stems from its inability to make systemic changes. whatever.
directly in the opposite corner there is a little bamboo shelf i got for like 10 bucks that has layers on it. it used to be a jungle and covered in plants, but they all died when i went to college even though i asked my sister to keep them alive. no hard feelings. ill prob get new ones too. theres a little zen garden on it but i got that from the dollar store hahhaha.
RECORD PLAYER! i almost forgot. i just recently got into collecting records, so don’t make fun of me for being basic or weird. i have some classics like currents, igor, and ctrl, but i really wanted to buy other ones that reflected current me more than just the albums i liked in high school. so i bought big thief, alex g, some phoebe, and even some random ones from thrift stores. the whole setup is quite starter, like i got the player for 70 and the speakers for like 80. it works though. i got all of it not to just have a hobby and somewhere to waste money. i want to be able to collect these forever and show my kids one day all of the songs that i loved throughout each decade of my life. i’m a forward thinking person, and i really want to be a cool dad.
lets discuss my walls. theres some random but cool things on it. make art not war is a dope poster, and i’m sure you’ve seen it somewhere before. next to it is two the green new deal posters from my ultra socialist phase during the pandemic. not quite a socialist anymore, but definitely a huge supporter of the green new deal. plus these are just awesome looking! i hate idolizing politicians but i’m glad AOC put them out because they aren’t specific to her and have no prints about her on it. so my family has no idea. also just found out shes kind of a bad person? whatever doesn’t surprise me.
i have some paintings and drawings scattered around my walls. you can check out my art section for some more pics of those.
behind my tv is a bunch of posters from records i have. but like i said above they don’t all reflect my music taste currently. for instance like every indie kid was obsessed with flowerboy by tyler when it came out. great album, but i haven’t like listened to it in a second so it isn’t like 2022 colin approved. but it was 2019 colin approved so ig thats cool. theres some other ones too that mean something to me. but im in the process of rethinking posters and adding new ones that make sense to me. i have more blank space so i can add more.
my mom got me a little framed fleetwood mac picture which was cool. she is thinking about giving me music inspired photos every christmas to give me a little collection for my house when i’m older. i think that is very sweet. she knows i listen to a lot of music, and have very few interests in life other than creative outlets. she is trying. love that. i’m a hard person to get a gift for and that idea from her is quite special.
i have plenty, but not all of my track/xc bib numbers. some of the more special ones have my times written on them. my last high school race is not on there, because i brought it to college to remind me. its sitting in a box waiting to be hung up next semester.
lastly, behind my bed is some posters about politics that inspire me, such as the CCC, a conservation corps of young men in the early 1900s. First time ever that the US funded a public organization of which employs young people into saving the planet. really cool concept and it always took my breath away in history classes. also the famous japanese wave painting in poster form. pretty sure its the great wave of kanagawa or something. dope painting and i think it was the first poster i ever got.
thats the basics of my room. theres little things scattered around, like a minolta film camera, a kombucha brewing kit, a villanova basketball hoop, and even a didgeridoo. i like how random but organized it is. everything is in a specific place, but that is kind of only because my brain said to put it there. my psych books and didgeridoo are right next to eachother. why? idk because it makes sense okay.
i feel like i embody my room to an extent. like it makes sense to other people too when they walk in. its really bright, and the windows are super big. lots of light. but like it can get dark when the weather gets dark. it also has terrible temperature fluctuation because sometimes its a trillion degrees and sometimes i am frozen solid. not to mention the fan doesn’t work. kind of like me tho because some days i have dark moments and some days i have sunny moments– just like the weather– so it helps being surrounded by the weather and seeing the trees blow and the sun set.
so yeah. maybe it is that deep. it is a room, but it is my room. i hope you enjoyed the little tour. i hope this doesn’t give off weird vibes because it kind of is like my personal area and im just showcasing it. nah. i think its cool. thats what matters.
thanks for reading dis one.
will be posting a lot more this summer because im free to ruminate in this complex little brain of mine. hope u are all well.
