saturday

i just realized that in one week from now i will be in the little shadowy room from dean house, in front of a 3 pounds dinner which consists in: a double cheeseburger with spicy ketch up, french fries and maybe some nuggets. and a soda. with acid. it's not good but it's the cheapest around. no, really. nothing compares to the first-day trip. in one week i will meet my flat mates. in 2 weeks we will talk about sharing the shelves in the fridge, and in 3 weeks we will cook together. i still don't get it why shloud you not smoke, even in your private place. does that mean i won't have any private place? i will have a smoke alarm on my ceiling. i mean- at any moment that thing could scream. loud. actually, i will live with a smoke alarm above me.