When I was younger and growing up, there were many rules/regulations that I followed without question (don’t worry, I did break my share of rules, but for the most part I was considered a “little miss goody two shoes”) and one of those rules/regulations was not being able to have posters on my wall. Well, I could have posters on my wall, however it was limited to one poster per wall (i.e. 4 in total), they needed to be framed and they needed to match the overall decorum of the entire house.

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The only books I was allowed to keep on my bookshelves were the hardcover books in pristine condition, the rest of my books (paperbacks included) needed to be kept in the closed off section of my bureau

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I could personalize my room as long as it matched the decorum of the rest of the house. A self-made nametag on the front of my room door was about as creative as I could get.

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I remember I would go to my friends’ house and get so jealous because they would have their beds unmade, clothes on the floor, books thrown wherever they wanted, and POSTERS!!! They could have any type of poster they wanted on their walls - boys, cars, bands, poetry, anything and everything - all unframed - just thumb-tacked or sticky-tacked up there. Heck, they could have anything they wanted on their walls…

Well, it’s taken me about 6 years, but I’ve finally decided to rebell. I put a poster up on my bedroom wall - frameless and sticky-tacked and it feels gooooood. Unfortunately, the poster sorta does go with the decorum of my home, but I look at it as rebellion in small doses. Of course, I’m sure this rebellion would have felt better if I were still in high school or living at home…