>>1435567I continued to struggle to the dorm, while trying to wake up and thinking about what I was going to do. I was especially thankful at this point that I had made it past the waiting list for the only coed dorm at the school and got to room with one of my best friends from highschool. “No,” I said “This isn’t a good thing. If he’s in there, he’s going to freak out about some strange girl barging in on him.” I didn’t see anyone in the dorm. I swiped my card to get in and headed to the elevator. Once inside, I caught my breath and silently panicked about how I would handle the situation. I was so tired though, that my will drove me on toward my room and my bed. I fished out my keys and slowly opened the door to my room. The lights were off and my roommate was asleep. I looked at the clock to see that it was 4 in the morning and I collapsed onto the bed.
I slept horribly. Eventually, I found myself waking up well after noon. My head throbbed, and my stomach felt as though it was about to wretch. I sighed as I remembered the alcohol induced dream the night before.
