College life is tough, we never ever get a day off and since I like to keep my straight A’s I feel like I’m constantly hitting the books. I barely have time to scratch my arse.

Seeing a freshman walk by I greeted her and half jokingly suggested she clean my house. To my surprise she did.
I had myself a nice grilled cheese toasty while whatever her name was cleaned my kitchen.



I forgot to lock the front door when I left for class this morning and upon my return I was startled to find my door wide open with none other than my arch enemy inside bashing it out on my drums and the streaker from my very memorable first day on campus come flying our the door-still naked.



I let the cow be, turns out he wasn’t the same one. How many fricken cow mascots are there? He finished playing my drums and came to sit by me to do some research. It’s gotta be bloody hard turning pages with those giant hooves.



Wouldn’t it make more sense to remove the cow suit?
I thought how funny it would look if someone walking by happened to look in the window and see a girl and a cow – side by side on a couch studying together.



We were doing ok for a while, the cow and I, until he belted me in the face with a pillow.
I would have forgiven him if he didn’t do it a second time, he won’t be welcome back anytime soon.



Got a call from Zoe asking if we were still friends and would it kill me to make an effort once in a while! Huh? I wasn’t even aware that we were friends.