7:10 a.m. — Alarm rings. Snooze.
7:20 a.m. — Snoozzzzee. The bed tells me I can’t leave just yet.
7:30 a.m. — SNOOZE. The bed still needs me.
7:47 a.m. — Sandy Barnard (’17) looks over and says “Sophiyaa, isn’t it almost time for class?”
7:52 a.m. — OHMYGOD NO. Spend the next eight minutes in fast forward, getting my things together and running to class.
8:00 a.m. — Intro to Sociology. Think about life-changing decisions: Eggs to Order or waffles for breakfast?
8:50 a.m. — Breakfast. Wish for the queue for Eggs to Order to part like the Red Sea. Get disappointed and settle for half a waffle. Have deep conversations about bacon and cream cheese with the Rathje peeps.
10:00 a.m. — Literary Analysis. Talk about the significance of underwear in the movie “Vertigo.”
11:00 a.m. — Go back to Rathje. Stay as far from the bed as possible. Sing “Baby Got Back” [by Sir Mix-A-Lot] in the shower. Realize someone’s listening and avoid eye contact while making the walk of shame back to my room.
11:45 a.m. — Make fun of Saw Min Maw (’16) at lunch with the help of Camila Volkart (’16) and Aditi Lohia (’16).
1:00 p.m. — Flip out about a performance due for Intro to Acting in an hour. Do a goofy musical version of a very serious scene with Hanky Song (’17) to practice lines.
2:15 p.m. — Intro to Acting. “The Final Countdown” [by Europe] playing in my head.
4:30 p.m. — Spend the next hour and a half jumping on and off a couch, and beating Teddy Hoffman (’14) up while rehearsing for “I Am Not Batman.”
6:00 p.m. — Get dinner with Meghna Ravishankar (’17), who records every bit of stupidity that comes out of my mouth and documents it for “BrownGirlMeetsTheWorld.”
7:00 p.m. — Three hours of rehearsal for Hamlet with a few of my favorite people at Grinnell. Effectively play the “third-rock-in-the-corner.” Try to stay on the down low so Hamlet still gets some of the limelight.
9:30 p.m. — Try to get homework done, but get distracted by Beckett, the dog, at rehearsal and fail miserably.
10:30 p.m. — Walk back to Rathje. Get freaked out by the magical streetlights (next to the train tracks) that I am convinced are controlled by Dumbledore’s Deluminator.
11:00 p.m. — Start homework.
1:00 a.m. — Must. Stay. Awake.
