So Kelsey and I are back from Michigan and sore (from which you should already know) and we have a night class together at Harper. Now the stairs in front of the building were a little challenging, but they are shallow, so we managed. . . very slowly. The hardest part to come were the set of front doors. We each grabbed a door handle and yelled in pain. Seeing that there was no easy way to do this, I managed to widdle my foot through the open space and get my door open, but Kelsey was still having trouble with hers. So after sliding through my open door, I went inside and leaned my back against her closed door, only to only help open it as she pulled it forward. However, I forgot that I had sunburn on my back. . . really bad sunburn. So here we are, and I'm sure any onlooker would be in much confusion as to why two girls can't seem to get a door open like regular people. I'm screaming as I'm pushing with my back and Kelsey is screaming by pulling with her arms.
What losers, right? The door finally opened, but we didn't really feel much accomplishment after glancing at the staircase ahead.
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pathetic indeed...
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