I finally found my way to my dorm, after about 45 minutes of trying unsuccessfully to read the map that was in my folder. I mean, hello! I'm Nick Jonas, for crying out loud. THE Nick Jonas. I don't read maps. My assistants do. My dorm was room 5314 in Spektor Hall. According to the information, that means building 5, floor 3, room 14, thus the 5314. But why the fuck would I care about that anyway? It's a room, we don't need the whole meaning of it and everything. Next they'll be telling me about the history of my dorm, as well as the full history of every single person who has ever set foot in room 5314. Oh the joy. I opened the door with the keycard that I had found in my folder. "Cool" I said to myself, noting that it wasn't an actual key, but one of those cards that you use in the hotels. I saw that my bags were already next to the bed, all 6 of them. But it wasn't a normal bed. It was a bunk bed. Meaning two people. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOAAAA!" I said, almost too loudly. "You have GOT to be kidding me" I said, exasperated. "I have to share my dorm with some dipshit LOSER??" Okay, NOW I was pissed. "Yeah that dipshit loser would be me". I heard a voice behind me and immediately whipped around to see a boy of about the same height as me, straight brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing green skinny jeans, white chucks and a white v-neck top. "Hey dude" I said, giving him a knuckle punch. I guess he didn't look like so much of a dipshit loser, more like one of ...
Monday, September 19, 2011
Kensington Academy Chapter 3 [I Gotta Find You] PART 2
Kensington Academy Chapter 3 [I Gotta Find You] PART 2 Tube. Duration : 3.98 Mins.
I finally found my way to my dorm, after about 45 minutes of trying unsuccessfully to read the map that was in my folder. I mean, hello! I'm Nick Jonas, for crying out loud. THE Nick Jonas. I don't read maps. My assistants do. My dorm was room 5314 in Spektor Hall. According to the information, that means building 5, floor 3, room 14, thus the 5314. But why the fuck would I care about that anyway? It's a room, we don't need the whole meaning of it and everything. Next they'll be telling me about the history of my dorm, as well as the full history of every single person who has ever set foot in room 5314. Oh the joy. I opened the door with the keycard that I had found in my folder. "Cool" I said to myself, noting that it wasn't an actual key, but one of those cards that you use in the hotels. I saw that my bags were already next to the bed, all 6 of them. But it wasn't a normal bed. It was a bunk bed. Meaning two people. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOAAAA!" I said, almost too loudly. "You have GOT to be kidding me" I said, exasperated. "I have to share my dorm with some dipshit LOSER??" Okay, NOW I was pissed. "Yeah that dipshit loser would be me". I heard a voice behind me and immediately whipped around to see a boy of about the same height as me, straight brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing green skinny jeans, white chucks and a white v-neck top. "Hey dude" I said, giving him a knuckle punch. I guess he didn't look like so much of a dipshit loser, more like one of ...
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I finally found my way to my dorm, after about 45 minutes of trying unsuccessfully to read the map that was in my folder. I mean, hello! I'm Nick Jonas, for crying out loud. THE Nick Jonas. I don't read maps. My assistants do. My dorm was room 5314 in Spektor Hall. According to the information, that means building 5, floor 3, room 14, thus the 5314. But why the fuck would I care about that anyway? It's a room, we don't need the whole meaning of it and everything. Next they'll be telling me about the history of my dorm, as well as the full history of every single person who has ever set foot in room 5314. Oh the joy. I opened the door with the keycard that I had found in my folder. "Cool" I said to myself, noting that it wasn't an actual key, but one of those cards that you use in the hotels. I saw that my bags were already next to the bed, all 6 of them. But it wasn't a normal bed. It was a bunk bed. Meaning two people. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOAAAA!" I said, almost too loudly. "You have GOT to be kidding me" I said, exasperated. "I have to share my dorm with some dipshit LOSER??" Okay, NOW I was pissed. "Yeah that dipshit loser would be me". I heard a voice behind me and immediately whipped around to see a boy of about the same height as me, straight brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing green skinny jeans, white chucks and a white v-neck top. "Hey dude" I said, giving him a knuckle punch. I guess he didn't look like so much of a dipshit loser, more like one of ...
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