Ugh, even more so tired. This time it wasn’t my fault. Or was it?
You see, at about 3:30 AM this morning, Allen, the guy who lives across the hall from me, knocks on my door asking if Andy and I want to play Halo. We were fast asleep. Andy was waking up at 7:50 to go help some people move. I was planning on waking up not too much later, maybe 9:00, to study for my other two midterms that are coming up this week. Well, after his little house call, short of Andy’s alarm I perceived nothing until 11 AM.
How could this be my fault, you ask? Well, I am the biggest proponent of community on the floor, and I have used Halo as one of my primary tools in developing said community. So while they weren’t my knuckles rapping on my chamber door, but they were my ideals that caused the action. Okay, enough of my nonsensical psycho-babble.
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