Our dorm room is going to catch on fire any second now (Merry Christmas!)

It was Sunday night.

My first final was in 5 days.

And this is what I was doing.

My dear ol’ roommate decided that our room need a little wintry cheer, so she went to Target and got us some! And brought back a sack o’ goodies.

And, of course, we spent the whole evening decorating and not doing any work at all.

So now our room is effectively a fire hazard, filled with forbidden Christmas cheer! Shh… don’t tell the RA. Besides, we keep all the lights off whenever we leave the room.

 

And now all I want to do is go home and eat some plum pudding. Excuse me while I go cry into my textbooks, listening to Christmas music that tears at my heartstrings.

(By the way, if you noticed that the drawings are particularly horrible today… that’s why. Finals time!)

This is why I take the stairs

International Village is 22 stories high. There are more elevators than stairwells, and out of the few stairwells there are, only one of them can be used without setting off the fire alarm. Using the elevator is a necessity.

At most times, it’s okay. But at certain times– when everyone is going to class, when everyone is getting dinner, etc., using the elevator can look like this:

And that’s why I take the stairs.