University of Tampa - Moroccan Yearbook (Tampa, FL)

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The clock radio goes on—you turn over, one eye opens, and the first thing you see is your roommate sleeping peacefully. You stagger out of bed and try really hard to be quiet—but you fall over your room- mates shoes, books, your own shoes . . . you swear, she mumbles . . . the day begins. In between classes you hurry back to the dorm before your counselor sees the unmade bed. You crawl through the mob waiting for the mail—the elevator is full so you end up climbing the stairs to your floor. After your bed is made, you think about reading over your history— but the record player across the hall is on so loud you cannot concentrate; if you ask her to turn it down, she'll get mad, and since you want to borrow her blouse for tomorrow, you decide to forget about his- tory. In the afternoon you want to take a rest—but your roommate is typing a paper, plus you are wait- ing for a call, and since no one else will answer the phone, you do . . . why does the party on the phone always want the girl at the other end of the hall? At night you study until the record player across the hall goes on—but then you were going to Ayres any- how. After curfew, you wash your hair, iron clothes for tomorrow, listen to the latest dirt about the girl down the hall, set your clock radio, then go to bed. 23

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