My pinboard

I don't live in halls, and as only first years can live in them, I never will. But it's not the dirty kitchens or noisy neighbours that make me jealous of my friends, not even really the readily available supply of social interaction and tom-foolery. No. I am jealous of the rectangular piece of cork board attached to the walls. Ever since I was younger I have had a desire to customise my room, in fact every room of the house, a desire I assume was fuelled by many days spent watching 'Changing rooms'. Yes, Carol Smilie, Laurence Llewelyn Bowen (yes I googled that) and Linda Barker flashed up on my tv screen on a weekly basis telling me to paint my furniture and drape material all over the walls. So naturally, I dreamed of one day owning my own abode to decorate as I wish. And now, renting a flat, my dreams are still not fufilled. Aside from Changing Rooms not being on tv anymore, I am not even allowed pictures on the walls. So a corkboard to customise to my hearts content felt like a haven to my creativity. My only option was to buy a corkboard from WhSmith (half price get in!) and stand it up on my chest of drawers. As of yet, I only have a few photos up there an bits of rubbish I thought might look good pinned to it. It's a little pathetic yes, but it makes me feel like a student, and also starts to fufill my Changing Rooms dreams.