Every neglected dream
Ok, so I should be doing homework right now, but instead I'm taking the time to finish off a late-night #4 special from the little twenty-four hour coffee/ice-cream/junk-food place.
At about twelve-thirty I went out into the hall and some guys from down the hall, a girl from the fifth floor and I started talking about all sorts of subjects, and ended up doing so until three or so.
Then I came back into my room and read through my text book a little, when, since I hadn't eaten since Sunday morning, my hunger got the better of me and and I headed down to Java.
The music was so loud that, rather than attempting to shout over it, I just held up four fingers and the guy knew what I meant.
I was afraid that it was going to be fast, but my fears were calmed because the two guys that arrived just before me ordered two breakfast burritoes for themselves, and a dozen hamburgers for an entire fraternity pledge class.
By the time I got my burger and got back to my room the burger was crunchy, and that's bad.
But food is food.
At about twelve-thirty I went out into the hall and some guys from down the hall, a girl from the fifth floor and I started talking about all sorts of subjects, and ended up doing so until three or so.
Then I came back into my room and read through my text book a little, when, since I hadn't eaten since Sunday morning, my hunger got the better of me and and I headed down to Java.
The music was so loud that, rather than attempting to shout over it, I just held up four fingers and the guy knew what I meant.
I was afraid that it was going to be fast, but my fears were calmed because the two guys that arrived just before me ordered two breakfast burritoes for themselves, and a dozen hamburgers for an entire fraternity pledge class.
By the time I got my burger and got back to my room the burger was crunchy, and that's bad.
But food is food.