Another night, another week at a different house. I still can't do my homework at my home. So I'm at the same house that I was out the past week and the week before that. These ladies are starting to turn into my field work diary haha. I can't fail to not have a good time when i come over to this house. It seems like every time i come here there is another girl here. I guess that makes sense when the roommates are all in a sorority. I mean, I love it because they are all gorgeous. To hear the stories that these ladies tell? You couldn't be bored at all!
Sunday is fun day to these ladies, but not in the way that you think. No alcohol is necessary just phones and loud speech. Talking about their weekend, and the random guys they got "hit on" by. It is funny because as a guy, you hear the insight of the girls mind, and they get my insight on the guys mind, and to the reasons why they do certain things. Just like now, im over here typing this out, and one of them is complimenting the other one on her leggings, and so she posed sticking her booty out, like of course she would, and I happened to just look over, and yeah, booty right in my face, and im like "Woah!" and she was like," Sorry about it!" I was a tad bit hungry so I decided to order a pizza, and then I would have felt bad for buying a pizza just for me. So i decided to buy pizza for everyone so they can eat as well. That was literally like heaven to their ears because they wanted some. So i bought them pizza as well.
It's weird that i find this house as an easier environment to finish homework in rather that the quietness of my apartment. Like im always surrounded my girls talking or screaming at the top of their lungs, but they are also doing their homework as well. So it is beneficial that im in a environment of productiveness. Got to love Sundays
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