the odd ways one discovers college is over
I did laundry today, and I must have dropped a sock out of my laundry basket. one of my parents likely found it and, identifying it as mine, draped it over my doorknob so that I would find it. clearly, they do not understand the significance of this action in a college student's mind.
so, here I am, just out of my last semester of college and home in my nice, safe, suburban household with my own private room. I walk upstairs at 1:00 am and, seeing a sock on the door, suddenly have no idea what to do. my brain is saying, "you're not in college anymore," but my instinct is saying, "sexiled!"
so that's my weird-ass moment of the day.
I'm off to NYC tomorrow, so wish me luck and a lack of ulcers!
so, here I am, just out of my last semester of college and home in my nice, safe, suburban household with my own private room. I walk upstairs at 1:00 am and, seeing a sock on the door, suddenly have no idea what to do. my brain is saying, "you're not in college anymore," but my instinct is saying, "sexiled!"
so that's my weird-ass moment of the day.
I'm off to NYC tomorrow, so wish me luck and a lack of ulcers!