Posted by
Giselle on Tuesday, February 17, 2009 4:03:55 AM
Marlon, my roommate for two years, noticed my eye bags for the past two weeks. He kept on staring at my messy table. He even reminded me that I forgot to fix my bed before I went to school. I only gave him a sleepy, stressed look in return.
It was my final year in college, so I had to face the one I dreaded for three years: my undergraduate thesis. I originally planned to work on it every Wednesday and Saturday. However, when midterm was approaching, I realized that two days a week wasn't enough. So I gave up my social life and free time in able to finish it.
It was a good thing that Marlon wasn't upset about how our room turned out. He asked me several times if he can do something for me. I appreciated it and didn't forget it.
By the time I'm almost done with my thesis paper, I treated Marlon to a movie near our dormitory. It was my way of saying thank you.