The housing situation finally became too much for me. How do people think this is ok? Crazy college kids. I really tried to hang on for the whole semester but finals were creeping up in two weeks and I just could not get my study on like this.
I was hopeful that I would be able to find a rental near campus this late in the semester. Luckily I was right. After a couple days of searching SimsList, I was able to find a tiny two-bedroom rental.
It wasn’t as close to campus as I had hoped for, but at least nobody would leave rotten food on the stove for days.
It was also a little rundown inside. That welcome mat isn’t lying. The neighbors do have better stuff — it probably matches too!
But I have my own bedroom AND a private bathroom! It’s worth every damn penny.
It does not, however, have a washer and dryer. So once a week I lug my laundry to the laundromat outside of campus. It sucks a little bit but then I come home to my clean kitchen and I remember how much suckier it could be.
It’s not all bad though. The laundromat has a game room and that’s where I met Manisha Kapoor. She’s this super cool chick getting a degree in physical education. She’s hoping to join the army one day. We really hit it off over our mutual love of foosball and clean things.
It wasn’t long before I called her and asked her to be my roomie!
After that, the last two weeks of the semester moved insanely fast. I felt like I never had enough sleep. It did lead to some classroom napping but not too much (that’s my story and I’m sticking to it).
The rest of my time was spent working on my final presentation. I had to design a marketing and communications plan for a local small business. 75% of my grade was based on this presentation.
I pulled a few all-nighters, including a poorly-timed all-nighter the night before my big performance. So I caught some Zzz’s in between my other exams.
Then naturally it started raining while I was running to make it to my presentation on time.
I aced the presentation regardless. The business loved my ideas and even offered to hire me next semester for work-study!
I got my final report card and I had a straight-A semester despite my early partying.
After 16 weeks of ramen, I ordered a pizza to celebrate my successes. Then I started to pack up my tiny space so I could head home for the Christmas holidays.