Cushy Room!

I decided to possibly skip class to go sign up for honors housing (my appointment was at 10:30, class is at 11:15), since I got a really early time in the lottery and I didn't want to waste it. First I got lost, but it was okay 'cause I kinda knew where Blossom Street was and Poddy was like, "Chill. All these streets connect eventually." Then it went back to "So I'm breaking the habit, I'm breaking the habit, tonight".

I don't want to hear it. I am under the influence of Sprite. Lemon-lime bubbles make me crazy.

Anyway, I finally made it to the Housing office, and I scanned the openings wall for Desaussure, where I wanted to live. Would you believe there was just one left? On the first floor at that! Sweetness. I snatched it up and gave it to the guy who was doing assignments, and he says, "Man, that was fast." To which I hem and haw, smiling and saying, "Yeah, well..." as I'm prone to doing when I'm embarrassed. But I was happy, so it does not matter.

So now I have a cushy room to look forward to next year. Now, all I have to worry about is the new roommate...