Geez, Marisol! Geez, Becky!

I wanted to go back (despite the hour) because:
I wanted to sleep in my own bed.
I wouldn't be able to get up until the very last minute to pack.
I wouldn't get up in time.
I can't sleep comfortably in strange places until after a few days.
I don't want to be a burden.
I already spilled water on the ground.
I also spilled sugar on the ground too.
I ate your food.
I ate 3/4 quarters of your candy while I watching the movie.
I didn't mean to do that!

So there I sat in front of Marisol's orange iMac for two hours until 5 am. I had amused myself writing a love letter on a Kleenex. I was going to study Marisol's calculus book, but I realized that the calculus was probably too complex for my level of understanding. Hehe, probably a harder calculus book than I had in high school.
Then promptly at 5 am sharp, I left the building.