dorm, da dorm, dorm DORM!!!
So like 5 minutes ago my roommates and I, plus the help of this really fantabulous gay guy named Ricky, lofted mine and Ali's bed in a our petite dorm room. And by "lofting", I mean that we created bunk beds and instead of having a bottom bed, we put our desks there in order to make more room in the dorm. But the thing is...is that I hate heights. Really, I do. And plus I can't even sit up in my bed anymore because the ceiling will knock the shit out of the top of my head. Ugh. Also I busted my finger trying the loft the beds, and it won't stop bleeding...Eww.
In other news: I can heard the frat boys chanting last night- for a solid 2 hours. I have no idea what they're chanting, but it was a little too "Lord of the Flies" for my liking. I went to all of my classes today, and I must say, that I feel slightly overwhelmed. There is no freaking way I am going to make it on time to 2 of my classes, it's impossible! Anyways I better go study my Italian (Lord knows that I am so lost anyways), Caio!
In other news: I can heard the frat boys chanting last night- for a solid 2 hours. I have no idea what they're chanting, but it was a little too "Lord of the Flies" for my liking. I went to all of my classes today, and I must say, that I feel slightly overwhelmed. There is no freaking way I am going to make it on time to 2 of my classes, it's impossible! Anyways I better go study my Italian (Lord knows that I am so lost anyways), Caio!