Explanation
This project is a way to work our tweets into, well, a project. I focused on my tweets and what was going on in my life at the time, and I found that while I hate spending time in my room. However, I love spending time in my boyfriend Mike's room. I tweeted about it several times and actually tweeted about his room versus mine. I decided to do my entire project on the two rooms, comparing and contrasting them. The rest of this project involves things that we do together in our rooms and also the two rooms and how I feel about both of them.
Behind Closed Doors (a work in progress)
Nina (Me)
Age: 20
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: brown
Favorite Activities:
--reading
--writing
--walking
--watching TV shows
--going to adoration
My Room
Mike (Him)
Age: 23
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: changes from green to gray
Favorite Activities:
--paintball
--prayer and meditation
--reading and writing
--mountain biking
--boondocking
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: changes from green to gray
Favorite Activities:
--paintball
--prayer and meditation
--reading and writing
--mountain biking
--boondocking
His Room
I Hate my Room
Why?
It's always so messy
so empty
so lonely
so cold in winter
so hot in summer
so unfriendly
I hate my room.
Why?
It's never clean
happy
inviting
fun
relaxing.
I hate my room.
It's always so messy
so empty
so lonely
so cold in winter
so hot in summer
so unfriendly
I hate my room.
Why?
It's never clean
happy
inviting
fun
relaxing.
I hate my room.
I love Mike's Room
Why?
It's always so clean
so nice
so peaceful
so comfortable
so relaxing
so inviting
I love Mike's room.
Why?
It's never dirty
sad
empty
unfriendly
lonely
I love Mike's room.
It's always so clean
so nice
so peaceful
so comfortable
so relaxing
so inviting
I love Mike's room.
Why?
It's never dirty
sad
empty
unfriendly
lonely
I love Mike's room.
My Room ~ A Haiku
My room is always
really messy. I can't stand
to stay in here long.
Stream of Consciousness
Okay, he's in my room for the first time. Oh my gosh, it's a mess. I can't believe how messy it is! He's going to hate it. I should have cleaned up for him. I know what he said, that he wanted to see it like this, but still...I don't think that this is working out. He's going to realize what a slob I am and there goes that relationship...
I just told him to sit on the bed. How's he supposed to sit on the bed when that's just as messy as everything else? That's right, he's not. Now he's just smiling at me as I try to clear a spot for him...he's laughing at me, I know he is. He hates my room. Everyone always hates my room. That's it, I'm cleaning it. Right now.
Wait, I can't clean my room just now! He's here! He's here to hang out with me. If I'm cleaning my room it'll just look crazy, and weird, and he'll never want to come over here again. Although after being in this room I don't know why he'll want to come back anyway. There's no reason for it. That doesn't make any sense.
Now I need an excuse to get him out of my room...I know what'll work. I'll just tell him I'm hungry.
I just told him to sit on the bed. How's he supposed to sit on the bed when that's just as messy as everything else? That's right, he's not. Now he's just smiling at me as I try to clear a spot for him...he's laughing at me, I know he is. He hates my room. Everyone always hates my room. That's it, I'm cleaning it. Right now.
Wait, I can't clean my room just now! He's here! He's here to hang out with me. If I'm cleaning my room it'll just look crazy, and weird, and he'll never want to come over here again. Although after being in this room I don't know why he'll want to come back anyway. There's no reason for it. That doesn't make any sense.
Now I need an excuse to get him out of my room...I know what'll work. I'll just tell him I'm hungry.
Things We Do Together
1. SiNging
2. KIssing
3. ReadiNg out loud
4. PrAyer
5. Helping doing hoMework
6. WatchIng tv
7. TalKing
8. PEt the cat
I hovered by the door--it felt like I had been waiting forever. Where was he?
Adam's TV show continued behind me. Mom was moving around the kitchen, cooking. I waited...
And then his putt-putt, his moped, rounded the corner and he was coming in the house. I hugged him.
"Hello," he said shyly.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
My mom peered around the wall to see who had come in. "Hello, Mike."
"Hello," he said quietly. There was a silence.
"Let's go up to my room," I said reluctantly. It was a mess. Again.
He laughed when he walked in, teasing me. "A week ago this was spotless."
"You can sit on the bed," I grumbled. It was the only clean spot in the room. I started to clean.
"You're always doing something when I come over," Mike grumbled. "Can't we just hang?"
I paused in the middle of organizing my schoolbooks. "I'm sorry, I just can't sit here while my room's a mess."
He picked me up and pulled me into his lap. "I don't mind."
"I do," I muttered.
"Then let's go do something else," he said, grinning.
"As long as we can leave my room," I said with a sigh.
Adam's TV show continued behind me. Mom was moving around the kitchen, cooking. I waited...
And then his putt-putt, his moped, rounded the corner and he was coming in the house. I hugged him.
"Hello," he said shyly.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
My mom peered around the wall to see who had come in. "Hello, Mike."
"Hello," he said quietly. There was a silence.
"Let's go up to my room," I said reluctantly. It was a mess. Again.
He laughed when he walked in, teasing me. "A week ago this was spotless."
"You can sit on the bed," I grumbled. It was the only clean spot in the room. I started to clean.
"You're always doing something when I come over," Mike grumbled. "Can't we just hang?"
I paused in the middle of organizing my schoolbooks. "I'm sorry, I just can't sit here while my room's a mess."
He picked me up and pulled me into his lap. "I don't mind."
"I do," I muttered.
"Then let's go do something else," he said, grinning.
"As long as we can leave my room," I said with a sigh.
Mike's Room ~ A Haiku
His room feels peaceful
and calm. You can meditate and troubles will leave.
First Time
He smiles at me as he leads me into his room for the first time. I’ve never seen his house before, and I love it, but his room is always tricky. Do you like it? Do you hate it? Does it smell? Is it messy? Will I learn more about him than I really want to know?
I think about my own room, which I usually avoid. I told Mike today that we wouldn’t be at my house because my house is busy and I don’t want to spend time in my room. Today, like every day, it’s a mess.
He opened his door and the walls, scrubbed as clean as possible, and we walk into his room.
It’s like a breath of fresh air. You can’t get this feeling anywhere else. It’s like peace reigns in this room.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
“Do you like it?” he asks, looking at me shyly.
“It’s so peaceful,” I said.
“I have it that way on purpose,” Mike said. “A lot of meditation goes on in here.”
I smile.
I think about my own room, which I usually avoid. I told Mike today that we wouldn’t be at my house because my house is busy and I don’t want to spend time in my room. Today, like every day, it’s a mess.
He opened his door and the walls, scrubbed as clean as possible, and we walk into his room.
It’s like a breath of fresh air. You can’t get this feeling anywhere else. It’s like peace reigns in this room.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
“Do you like it?” he asks, looking at me shyly.
“It’s so peaceful,” I said.
“I have it that way on purpose,” Mike said. “A lot of meditation goes on in here.”
I smile.
A Favorite Prayer We Say Together
Saint Michael the Archangel
Defend us in Battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou, Oh Prince of the Heavenly Host,
Cast into Hell Satan and all the Evil Spirits that Prowl about the World
Seeking the Ruin of Souls.
Amen.
Defend us in Battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou, Oh Prince of the Heavenly Host,
Cast into Hell Satan and all the Evil Spirits that Prowl about the World
Seeking the Ruin of Souls.
Amen.
The door swung open hesistantly and Mike and I walked in, laughing. He had a backpack and I had my bag and a helmet.
"My legs feel like rubber," I announced, collaspsing onto his cot bed. "How do you ride your back that way every day?"
"I have to get to work," he reminded me, laughing. He opened his window and grabbed out a cigarette, still smiling.
"So what are we doing today?" I asked him, sitting up straighter and looking around his room.
"What would you like to do?" he asked.
"Well, I'd like to eat," I said truthfully. "And I haven't done my prayers today."
"Me either," he said, finishing up and putting the cigarette butt into an old beer bottle on his shelf for that purpose. "We can say them together if you want."
"Okay," I said. "And then I can read some Howl's Moving Castle to you!"
He laughed and did a littlle happy dance. I laughed too. He always got so into the books that we were reading...At least I know he didn't hate it.
He held his hand out to me, three fingers out, waiting for me to take it. "So you ready, my lady?"
I was comfy under my pile of blankets. "Let's say our prayers first," I suggested. He nodded and settled next to me.
"My legs feel like rubber," I announced, collaspsing onto his cot bed. "How do you ride your back that way every day?"
"I have to get to work," he reminded me, laughing. He opened his window and grabbed out a cigarette, still smiling.
"So what are we doing today?" I asked him, sitting up straighter and looking around his room.
"What would you like to do?" he asked.
"Well, I'd like to eat," I said truthfully. "And I haven't done my prayers today."
"Me either," he said, finishing up and putting the cigarette butt into an old beer bottle on his shelf for that purpose. "We can say them together if you want."
"Okay," I said. "And then I can read some Howl's Moving Castle to you!"
He laughed and did a littlle happy dance. I laughed too. He always got so into the books that we were reading...At least I know he didn't hate it.
He held his hand out to me, three fingers out, waiting for me to take it. "So you ready, my lady?"
I was comfy under my pile of blankets. "Let's say our prayers first," I suggested. He nodded and settled next to me.
| Us Saying St. Michael's Prayer.wav |
When we were done praying, we headed out of his room (to my chagrin) to eat some pizza together. I couldn't wait to get back into his room and read to him.
Jason, his little brother, followed us after we were done eating and trying to get back into Mike's room. He happily followed Mike in and slammed the door in my face, giggling. Three seconds later, he was out again, having gone straight where he wasn't allowed: the desk and the computer.
I was allowed back in again, and it was storytime.
Jason, his little brother, followed us after we were done eating and trying to get back into Mike's room. He happily followed Mike in and slammed the door in my face, giggling. Three seconds later, he was out again, having gone straight where he wasn't allowed: the desk and the computer.
I was allowed back in again, and it was storytime.
| Except From Howl, pg 88.wav |
"I love Howl," he said.
"I'm going to lose you to a fictional character," I said sadly.
"I'm going to lose you to a fictional character," I said sadly.
Tweets Used
my room is always a mess. his room is always clean.
kitten wants more paper to magically appeari admire the plant for life and the litany of humility on the wall
the walls are white with random stains. they have been scrubbed clean
i am enjoying my comfy warm bed even though my room is cold, colder than any other one in the house
kitten wants more paper to magically appeari admire the plant for life and the litany of humility on the wall
the walls are white with random stains. they have been scrubbed clean
i am enjoying my comfy warm bed even though my room is cold, colder than any other one in the house
