Sometimes there's absolutely NOTHING better than politely declining all dinner invitations, chilling in the house in your smelly rugby clothes after all your roommates have left for dinner, reading the same page of a case over and over because you're quietly reminiscing about the past year and a half, and blasting Bon Jovi (and Billy Ocean - YESSSS!) on the stereo while you get psyched up for the BOW on the hill.
Okay Mirabe, here I come! I promise to shower first! After "You Give Love A Bad Name" is over...
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