If I could have done anything to my room when I was a kid, I'd have done each of the four walls a different color (crayola red/yellow/blue/green respectively). My ceiling would have been pitch black, and I'd have had someone with a knowledge of astronomy come in with glow in the dark paint and accurately recreate the white sky. I'd have done the front of the door in chalkboard paint and and all the trim in the brightest white I could come up with. There would have been a massive cork board hanging on the back of my door from which I could suspend all my jewelery (to this day, that's the only thing that I've managed =X).

Instead of a bed, it would have been just a huge nest of colorful pillows and beanbags. I wanted blackout blinds on the window, which were to be painted with pretty things (I never really decided what) because I hated any light while I slept. I would have had a hammock hanging in one corner of the room next to a massive bookcase, and I wanted mannequins to hang all my clothes on, because I saw it in some movie and had no sense of how terrifying it would be to wake up to people-shapes watching me sleep. In my wildest dreams, sometimes I wanted a shark tank for a floor, but since I thought that everything else seemed rather achievable, it was never really a part of the plan.

There's more (I mean, I thought about this like crazy), but it probably starts to get boring after that. What about you, lovelies? Did you have grand schemes?