Not so much spilt as overflowing. Because, you know, liquid expands when it freezes, and our fridge is ridiculously cold. It expands, then leaks, then turns to yellowish sticky awfulness that will try its darndest to stay stuck to your tile floor. It took two teenage girls, armed with fingernails and cleaning wipes, to finally clean the floor. Those girls were Sharon and me. In case you were wondering.
In addition to Sharon, I have made two new friends from my floor: Jennifer and Abby. Jennifer is really chill and funny and Abby reminds me more of myself. She is from Chicago! Her accent is pretty cool. The four of us had dinner together, then went exploring, then hit up Milkshake Monday at the dorm, THEN -- of all things -- went and worked out together! And by worked out of course I mean spent 15 minutes struggling on the elliptical machines. But, hey, it's a start!
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