So...
I've been studying for the past 9 hours (less the frequent breaks I took). Studying = reading crunchtimes for my admin law and corporations class since I don't read casebooks anymore. And, my roommate comes back from work around 10:30 PM.
Please note - this is while he had full knowledge I was studying in my room for my exams.
Phase I:
Goes to his room, talks on phone.
Phase II:
Walks out to the living room, his conversation becomes louder:
"Yeah bro, I'm heading out to Arena tonight. Oh it's [hotgirl's] birthday. Make sure you come out!"
Phase III:
Walks into my room. Looks at me and smiles.
"Oh, I was going to ask if you wanted to come out, but you seem occupied. That sucks."
Roommate leaves my room.
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I wanted to throw my highlighter at him.
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5 comments:
your highlighter? you nerd, why not your pocket protector while you're at it
That Arena place looks really cool!
so depressing, that i'm almost rethinking this law school thing...
Thanks so much! Consider yourself added as well - it'll be good to have a guy's input!
Oh man...the flying highliter. I know it well.
And this is exactly why I live alone.
On a random unrelated note... i've changed my URL to sillylittlelawstudent.wordpress.com
and if you'd like to know exactly what spured Scrumtrulsecent's post about drama.... it's all because of me.... it's a great story... just not one I can actually post on the internet... hit me up with an email if you want a laugh (sillylittlelawstudent@gmail.com)
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