For those who read I Am Charlotte Simmons, I am reliving that book. I'm not even kidding. Except I'm not getting so depressed that I feel like I have to go to parties and meet frat boys and drink. But, besides that EVERYTHING is the same. it's crazy. The first few weeks of Charlottes life at Dupont her roommate asked her to leave the room so she could have some fun with a boy she just met. Instead of being asked, I walked in on my roommate and a boy fooling around on her bed (the boy was NOT her bf) and politely escorted my way out. Therefore I was SEXILED. the urban dictionary definition is:
when you cannot go in your room because your roommate is having sex
"man, i'm sexiled for the whole night, can i crash at your place!"
So, there I was, it was 1 o'clock in the morning and I had a class at 8 a.m. I texted my roommate saying when the coast is clear go ahead and text me because I'm down in the common area and may fall asleep. I waited until 2:30 a.m until i finally just knocked on my door and went inside to find them both SLEEPING. She didn't even have the decency to call me. hahaha.
Tonight I won 3 games of Ninja against a group of 23 people. I AM NINJA CHAMPION!!!