Oreos and chai tea have become my thing. It’s the only major change I’ve undergone since coming to university…I’m now having tea and biscuits. “I’m a proper lady,” I tell myself, “and I shall drink tea at high 10:30!” Except as I dunk an oreo into Bengal Spicey heaven (no product placement I swear), I realize that I’m not even close to being that classy.
Maybe not classy at all. Oh well.
Anywho, I’m done midterms until date night with Gateman on November 1st. And I have to say, when there’s studying to be done… I’m not doing it. Instead, I’m obsessively cleaning.
Like that.
And then I’m surprised when I have two hours to do two days of work. And I get tired, stressed, and grumpy. Yet I can’t stop cleaning. Eventually though, I run out of things, as is to be expected in a 120 sq ft dorm room. There is a brief period of mourning, and then I hit the books. Everything is worse than I expected.
At least my windowsill is sanitized.