Day 48

Me: So... I need to write this response paper.
Me: Why though. We don't need to. It's optional this time.
Me: Sure, I guess. Plus, I guess eyeballs aren't at fullest operation capacity. Nor is ye olde brain.

Day 47

Me: I can't wait for next semester.
Me: Why? Can't you be patient?
Me: No! I can't wait! I get to write research papers next semester! Then I won't get Cs anymore...

Day 46

Me: Dear God, he's back.
Me: Oh no, not him.
Me: Is he creepily staring? Check!
Me: No, you check!
Me: Let's both check at the same time. One, two, three!

Me: Dang it he saw us. Can we get off this bus?
Me: It's too late for that, buddy. Just ignore him. Even though he's so extremely unnerving.

Day 45

Me: I hate you.
Me: Me? What did I do?
Me: You stayed up until 11:30 with Leo and Lee. No homework was done. NONE OF IT!
Me: Sheesh, well its also your fault.
Me: Shut up. Now I have to do it tonight! Ugh, I'm really upset.

Day 44

Me: You know what I've missed?
Me: What? The smell of NYC in the chilly fall afternoon?
Me: No. I mean, yeah, that too. But, II'm thinking of like a nice, warm cup of NYC bodega coffee.
Me: You know what? That sounds perfect.

Day 43

Me: I'm getting tired of this cleaning.
Me: You know we have to-
Me: Yeah, keep going. I'm not gonna stop. I can't stop. For them.

Day 42

Me: Where do I do the best work? At college or at home?
Me: Why does it matter? Just go home!
Me: But there's a set design meeting tomorrow night, late!
Me: Bah.