So I finally decided that today I should leave my apartment and try working at school (I hadn't left for all of Thursday or all of Friday-58 hours stuck in one space... how sad).
I basically spent all day today (meaning 2-11pm) with Amy sitting around, eating, reading, talking, complaining, brainstorming, reading, eating, and talking. It was so nice to study with someone. We both have the same miserable paper and she's still having trouble getting good research, poor girl; something that for once, is not my biggest problem.
We didn't even have to leave for dinner because there was a Chinese New Year celebration going on and we slipped in (with permission) and got a plate full of wonderfully authentic Chinese food... oh how I've missed it... though I've been missing the Americanized stuff, too.
As it got late and the few stragglers that hang around working on Saturday had also trickled out, we started to get a little nervous. Amy was reading research about rape victims and last week someone on campus was attacked and raped in her dorm room by a stranger in the middle of the day. So we started to get a little paranoid, not knowing which doors will still open and inviting creepy people in.
I just added to it because I was facing the hallway (we were sitting in a room that shares a windowed wall with the hallway -if that makes sense), and every time my glasses and head-turning made the window reflection move, I stared intently at the hallway to see if someone was there. And whenever Amy saw me do this out of the corner of her eye, her heart stopped. And the one time (around about 11pm) there were actually people there, I said, "people" and didn't follow it with "students" fast enough and Amy freaked... and then died laughing. I'm glad we weren't alone... and no more creepy research late at night...
I'm home, now, to finish a book and then off to bed. Let the paper torture commence tomorrow.
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