Molly was out again last night and came back at two thirty-ish in the morning, at which time she tried to change out of her dress and knocked over two very large piles of unknown objects. Even if I had not been awake already, I would've woken up at that point. It's pretty funny, actually, because she was bumping around alot so I asked if she were drunk and she said no. Then twenty minutes after she left (she returned at 8:15 this morning, having apparently forgotten her room key...I wonder if she knocked at any time between three and six am because I wouldn't have heard it...) something decided that its balance didn't work out and there was this huge CRASH from Molly's open wardrobe.
I turned on the light and looked around, but there was already a bunch of stuff on the floor there so I couldn't tell which bits were originally components of the crash.
Laundry, studying, packing today. Hannah (girl from my psychology class) asked me to help her and her friend study for the final (since I don't have to take it and they do) and so I agreed and went to meet her at the Starbucks across the street...and she never showed up.
C'est la vie. I'm developing a taste for tainted tea. As in half tea, half fruit juice. It's really quite good.
1 comment:
huh, your roommate is quite the college student stereotype. she's must be having lots of fun.
half tea, half juice? hmm, interesting. i might try it, but i'm suspecting i won't like it.
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