On your way back from a friends house around 1:30 am, you try to pick up a pizza, are informed the lobby is closed and that it can only be delivered and the pizza guy says “So, is this going to Westerlin?”
When you walk in the building at 2am there is a security guard tlaking to a janitor, a girl in the lounge studying, and a girl on a couch talking on the phone.
Im not the only one awake so late on this thursday night, even when I have an 8:30 class in the morning….
Posted on February 10th, 2012 by Julie Berthelot
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