My roommate has the ability to sleep for a whole day and then sleep through the night and THEN was still asleep at noon. It is not a lie when I say she came back from her 9am class and crawled into bed. She told me she had a bad day on Thursday so I just nodded and let her claim our bedroom. She got up around 4pm after I came back from a day of classes and meetings and put up this fugly poster that I am pretending to like. Then she got back into bed while I got ready for my ring ceremony. She was still in bed with all the lights off in our apartment when I got back at 8:45pm from the ceremony with my family in tow. I came back around 10:30pm and she had turned all the lights on and made some gross organic oats meal for dinner. Did I mention she’s one of those vegan anorexics? I don’t have anything against vegans, I think it’s actually really cool, but when you are a vegan who only eats beans from a can, instant garlic mashed potatoes, and organic oat mixtures, I’ve got an issue with that. It’s just not healthy. But to finish the story of my roommate’s day, she climbs back into bed after I had already decided to watch Becoming Jane on my laptop, since she was supposedly watching the only show she ever watches Law and Order: SVU. That was around midnight. She is just now up at almost 2pm and leaving for the chemistry lab, her choice hang out. This, in my opinion, is too much sleep.
I deep down have very hippie sensibilities. I think you should get out there, get out into the world. If it’s a sunny day and it’s warm, you should be out there soaking it up. Dancing in the grass is not out of the question. I spend my summers with my shoes off. The other part of me is that I want to be a successful individual and you need to take on the day. You can’t wallow in bed, even if being in bed is one of the most delicious pasttimes. How are you going to get what you want if you don’t take it? Plus, being in bed really impedes havinga social life.
