Fall break is now in session. Not really a break as much as it is a long weekend. Monday and Tuesday, I shall remain in bed instead of waking up earlier than I wish to go to class and/or work study.
No. Instead of the supposed intelectual stimulation I receive in classes, I will be sleeping. Or cleaning. Or packing. Or rearanging.
Yes, folks. My apartment is a mess and needs to be fixed. Why is it a mess, a bigger mess than usual? New roommates, my dears. Three to be exact. Five people in a three bedroom apartment…how interesting.
It’s only been four days now. Thus far, it’s been okay. We all have different schedules, so there are really no more than two people here at a time. Three at the most, except at night.
I’m worried about the cleaning. Who will do it, when. The money. Us getting along. Noises during the night, especially the night before a test. I’m nervous I’ll be studying for an exam while others are being loud and drinking. They are my friends, though, so hopefully I’m worrying about nothing like I usually do. My friends respect me more than that. Hopefully they realize that for the…well, entire time I’ve been in college, I’ve fooled around. I have finally realized that I need to get my ass in gear. And I’m finally doing it. Hopefully they won’t bring me down.
More words in my head. No time to sit down and type anymore. No time to put those words together. No time for anything.
