First weekend of relaxation since coming to Vassar!

I didn’t realize how much I am always dependent on my roommate.  When she wants to party, we party. When she wants to eat, we eat. When she’s bored, I drop my work and help her figure out her love life. It’s part of my personality being a doormat and honestly, I don’t really resent it. But when she sleeps, I love that I get to do whatever the hell I want. Maybe having a single next year will be healthy after all.  Either way, I am currently wearing my cat hat, my winter socks from grandma, and reading Marx by the artificial fire that is my lamp.  Sometimes, I feel like I live for these moments. :]