November 6th, 2001

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Things we need...

One of these days, I'm going to write a real entry over at The Window. It's just that I've been busy the last two weekends... And the weeks have been filled with tests to fail and papers to write. This week looks no better. It'll be over soon enough... but for the first time in a while, I'm thinking that it might be over too soon. I need more time. I need more points in some classes. I need to do well to graduate next year.

My roomie, on the other hand, still needs a life. Yet again, I came in tonight to find him snuggled up in his bed. There was a big lump next to him under the sheets. I knew better than to think it was a woman... But I wouldn't have been suprised if it was a teddy bear. Of course, it was just a pillow. I wonder how I could push him towards the woman instead of the teddy bear.
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Thank God...

I'm not going nuts afterall.

I'm sitting here thinking about a media ethics case study I need to write and IMing with a friend of mine. I'd minimize the AOL window to do some web browsing and would hear the AOL IM sound. I'd go back into AOL and there would be no new message.

This happened several times and I thought it was just my imagination... But then, I sat there staring at the AOL screen waiting for my friend to reply and I heard the IM sound a couple of more times. It was distinct. I just *knew* that I had heard it. I wasn't dreaming it up. Then... I heard my wallmate make some noise. The walls are very thin here. Then I heard him make some sound on his computer. He, too, was logged onto AOL... It was his IM sounds that I was hearing. I wasn't going nuts after all.

Ahh, I do so enjoy soaking up the simple pleasures in life.