Camille and I are currently hiding from Kelly's date night that is going on in our apartment. She asked a boy and set up some friends, and they're playing Kinect on her xbox. Camille and I decided boys are lame. It's not my job to ask them on dates! Not to mention I'm not all that excited about dating right now (boys really are dense). So we decided to have our own date. Really, why are roommate dates so much better than dates with boys? We stayed on campus, had a library party, looked for housing for next year, got dinner, and now we're in the basement of the HBLL waiting for the archive movie of the month, Mr. Lucky, to start. Who could pass up a Cary Grant movie?
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