It's amazing the little things we take for granted. When I get back to the room, seven flights later, automatically the first thing I do is flick on the lights. I then shake my head and turn them off. I then proceed to the answering machine to see if anyone has called. The machine is flashing but you guessed it, I can't check it! I tell my roommate that this sucks and jump into bed. Unfortunately, I must set my alarm or else I"ll never get up. .
The phone wakes me up around four o"clock. I look around the room and since neither of my roommates is there I decide that it's safe to answer the phone. (If no one is there to see me, no one can know!) What a waste, it is one of my roommates annoying ex-boyfriends. I think he could sense my disgust because he gave me sort of an attitude when we got off the phone. Of course it was nothing personal I would just rather cheat myself with someone worth talking to. After I hang up the phone I realize that that could have been one of my roommates trying to trick me so I decide not to pick it up for the rest of the night. Since sleep isn't getting me anywhere I turn off my alarm and sit up in bed. I have to think for a second about what I can and can't do. No T.V, not really a big deal but no radio, that could be a problem. I begin to wonder, what if someone else turns it on to listen does that really count? I shake my head at the fact that I just asked myself that. I come to the conclusion that only real choice I have is to eat. Microwave-able popcorn is definitely out. I open the fridge, and then I shut it. By this time I am about to give up on this project all together. I settle for a Nutra-grain bar and hop back on my bed. My book collection is pretty large and I haven't read in a while so I grab a book. I page through it for a second and then realize that I can work on my scrapbook! Things were starting to look up, especially because I had managed to put off a good amount of homework! .