Post by alexis aimee kemperton on Dec 16, 2009 22:43:54 GMT
Was she supposed to study? Alexis guessed so but she didn't really feel like spending her none class time doing that. No it was far to boring plus she could always study some other time. It wasn't like she was slow and couldn't understand what she was learning. Plus Art history was hardly a taxing subject, it was one of the major reasons she had taken it. Just alot of writting on your opinion of a certain piece of work or artist or style. Sometimes it was about the history of a movement. To Alexis writting about such things was easy. So studying them was pointless and could be put off until it really needed to be done. Studying was expected of them as Trinity was a top notch college but Alexis would eat her prized jimmy choo collection if they could find someone who wasn't a prize dork who really studied.
Instead Alexis was at a loose end with nothing to do, she had taken a shower, ate, sorted out her clothes for the week, rearranged her room twice and now had nothing to do. Waking over to her i-pod set up she cranked the music up and went and flopped down on her bed. She knew that someone would no doubt complain about the level of noise she was creating but she really couldn't give to hoots. If the came barging in how ever she would flip, as she wasn't really dressed to receive guests. Well would anyone being dressed in shorts and a vest that she wore to bed. There had been no point in getting dressed in normal clothes it wasn't like she was going anywhere.
