Julia's POV:
I put together two cards to build a pyramid.
It falls flat.
I tried again.
It falls again.
"Shouldn't you be studying?" Suzy asks.
On the second weekend of school?
Who is psychotic enough to do that?
Behind me is my roommate for the second weekend, who is buried in her books.
"I will," I responded. "After I build this pyramid."
It's Friday night, and there are two depressed people in this small room. Well, one depressed and one studyholic.
After two hours, Suzy closes the book. As for me, I finished my three-level pyramid. Tonight, I found out I suck at making a pyramid from cards.
"I'm going to be back Sunday night," Suzy says. She lives an hour and a half from campus, so she often returns home during the weekend.
I spin the chair around to see her cleaning her d
