after careful study over the last 2 months, i have come to the conclusion that i need a desk in my room. i have formed the following reasons to legitimize my conclusion:
1. i live too far from campus to walk, but driving seems pointless because there's never any parking and i end up parking THEN walking for 20 minutes. so driving to campus just to do my homework in the library is stupid.
2. i LOATHE the library. i avoided studying in it for years. and yet somehow i spend the majority of my waking hours in this place. it's so quiet... and warm... ample setting for a lot of this:
3. people stare at you if you eat snacks in here. excuse me, if YOU are going to sit there and whisper sweet nothings into your girlfriend's ear while she giggles and smooches you, then I can crunch on a few celery sticks.
4. if i had a desk, i could probably write a book or something. obviously.
and, finally, 5. i am dying to have a workspace like this:
i love absolutely everything about this. (especially the rug. and the cookie jar).
that is all. thankyou for your time.
