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2 yrs ago
Current It adds a welcoming touch to the bedroom (for you and your roommate) whenever you enter or leave from/to the common area.
2 yrs ago
What I like to do is start off w/ flattening one of the brown paper bags & make a doormat for the psyche ward bedroom. I color & tape it to the ground by the room exit/entrance.
2 yrs ago
Items Needed: Crayons, Blank Paper, Brown Paper Bag, and Tape (Special Note: Ask the Charge Nurse politely for x-number of pre-torn tape pieces)
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Check Out Briza's New Pinterest Board! Decorating Your Psyche Ward Room 101
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Aleksandr followed her gaze to the ceiling and then looked at Sylvia, "I'm sure there are other books, but if you want to pick a different subject, go ahead," she wasn't acting like she was keen on the subject, which was fine--he convinced himself quickly. He fiddled with his fingers a bit, shifting his position in the plastic chair.

Covering Nikole Tesla was a bad idea, obviously. He was dumb for bringing it up. The immense feeling of being dumb kept reminding him of things he really didn't want to think about. He didn't want to show it. It was whatever Sylvia wanted. Sylvia knew more about how to make good grades than he did. He barely got through high school, after all. Why did he even make a suggestion in the first place? Who was he trying to impress? @Arista
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Aleksandr leaned in his chair to reach for a book on his desk, "I've got one," he pulled it from the stack of books off of his desk, letting the ones on top of it crumble to the floor. He paused, flapping the book into his hand and standing up to pick up the fallen books. The normal Aleksandr would have just let them stay there, but Sylvia was watching... He tossed the book to Sylvia. It landed on the bed before her. Inventions, Researches and Writings of Nikola Tesla. As he picked up the books, he stared at each title before stacking them back up.

"That's two, maybe your bookstore has something on the subject," he mentioned as he sat back down in the plastic chair. @Arista
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"Let's see," Aleksandr thought for a minute trying to think beyond Nikola Tesla's most famous invention, "He created the modern A/C electricity supply system, for starters," he paused again, raising his hand reluctantly in the air, "He created early x-ray imaging, and he built one of the first wireless controlled boats. He also made a superweapon that was supposed to put an end to all war, but he died before he ever put it on blueprint paper...The plans were actually all constructed in his mind," he smiled a bit while talking. It kind of excited him to think of Nikola Tesla.

He put his hand back in his lap, letting the smile disappear. It's not that exciting, he told himself. He leaned back in his chair to hear what Sylvia had to say. @Arista
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At the sound of Thomas Edison, a name flashed into Aleksandr's mind before he could get frustrated with the way she said, 'James.' He wasn't particularly sure why he was so jealous of him, but he was. He didn't want to think about it much. So, he didn't.

"Why not Nikola Tesla?" He offered. Aleksandr was rather fond of Nikola Tesla. Not only was he Serbian, but his father had been a priest, too. Aleksandr resented having a father as a priest, but people like Nikola Tesla made the torture worthwhile--not that Nikola Tesla ever got credit for anything he did. He watched as she delicately braided her hair. He tried not to smile, not wanting to set her off, again. @Arista

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Aleksandr ran his hand through his hair nervously, "Not yet," his hand rubbed the back of his neck. The warmth of his hand wasn't very comforting, but the motion was.

Why is she smiling?

He made a nervous smile back at her, pulling the desk chair around and sitting in it, "I thought maybe you..." he took back his words, realizing he was being unfair by making her do all the work, "Never mind..." he shook his head, feeling a dumbness in him, "I'm bad at this; I apologize," he took several hard blinks, trying to focus. School was not his forte, and Sylvia seemed like a serious student and person in general. Although, she did seem to have fun with Jamie. His right hand twitched, thinking about it. @Arista
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