My messy apartment

Okay, I'm posting some pictures of where I live. I don't call it home. I call it the ghetto, like the rest of the teachers, although this term is alternately for the apartments and for the neighborhood we live in. A little confusing at first.
So, this is my corner of the ghetto.
Oh, I didn't really clean before these pictures. Beware.

This is the entryway. It is sort of a long hallway with a large step where the cubby for the shoes is. I forget what this is called.











Right, this is the cubby where I keep my shoes. Mostly, I have too many shoes. I only wear my Tevas that Mandy got me and occasionally a pair of tennis shoes I got for three dollars sometime about a year ago. My new Crocs I haven't worn outside yet--I hoard them in my apartment for slippers thinking someone will take them. Comfort is the key. Shoes are very important.



This is my messy kitchen. Because of the lack of space, I nearly always have some dishes on the "counter"--I use this term a bit loosely. Notice the strange papers on the refridgerator (yes, there are some photos, too). These are some cards from a few of my kindergarten students--they say things like, "Heather is good," "I'm mad at you," "I love you," and "Thank you for the throw candy (throw candy, actually throat candy, the Korean's term for throat lozenges. No one can say this.)"

This is my famous bathroom. They may write dirges about this sometime in the future. You can see the toilet, and the showerhead is on the left. No hook, so I have to hold it. Very little mold because I am persistent with the bleach.
This picture does not really show the cracked tiles and crumbling door frame very well, but at least now you can have an idea.

This is my bedroom. Really, this is very comfortable. I have plenty of space, three dressers, and good windows. The bed is quite comfortable, too.











This is my living area. Not much to speak of, but it is much larger than the apartments than I have seen other teachers have. My laundry is drying on the rack in the back. The desk is where I spend much of my waking time, and the dresser to the right is where I "primp" in the morning--again, I am using this term loosely.


I am including this picture as well to show these funny doors. They were propped in a corner, covered with dust and cobwebs when I moved in. Now, they display many of my favorite pictures. I get to see all my favorite people in the morning.