anyway, the other kind of morning is what i go through once a week this semester for 8am classes. the rest are all afternoons. so its a monday morning, i overslept, almost missed the bus back to inti, hadn't had time to grab breakfast, hadn't had time to grab pocket money from dad. this is sad i'm already 18 WHAT AM I DOING ASKING FOR MONEY FROM MY PARENTS??
but its the truth. sad fact.
so i forgot my money, asked bro to bank in for me, and sat there starving throughout the entire morning class, freezing from the stupid air-conditioner, and as always, feeling sorry for myself hahah.
anyway, i thought i'd get the money after the class. BUTNOHAVE. D:
decided to skip breakfast and get more sleep before the next class instead. so i trudged back to my room, keeping a running monologue to convince myself that tis' the right thing to do, until i get the money, that is.
emo emo emo.
i opened the room door, and saw them sitting on my desk.
lovely innocent chocolate muffins.
do i love my roommate or what?????
thanks pam :')