Dream Within a Dream

I came home at 8:30pm yesterday. I crawl to the kitchen to finish off some left over rice and as I was prepping (which involved cracking open a preserved egg and sprinkling some furikake) my housemate comes in and asks me to guess how horrible her schedule for the semester is.

I have no interest in knowing but she tells me anyway.

12:00 to 5:00...4 days a week.

*mentally bitchslaps housemate*

I can easily stay in lab until 9 or 10 on a bad day and I go in almost every day on the weekends too, and you're asking me to guess how bad your schedule is?

It's people like her that shouldn't even get a chance to go to college, she's just squandering it. Uselessly.

Dear writer,

"pulled a leaf from [his] book"?

Really?

Really?

You're trying too hard if you think you have to prettify "took a page from [his] book".

Facepalming at you,
Me


And this, kids, is why we don't abuse the thesaurus.