Correct me if I'm wrong, but Sundays exist do they not? Of course they do and, for many, Sundays are the only day they have time to get things done so even if mail isn't delivered on Sunday which I have no problem allowing postal workers the day off but you should still be able to pick up a package that arrived late Saturday when you were at school function on the other end of the fucking state especially if said package contains needed medicine or perhaps perishable food items.
Ok maybe thats not a big deal to any one but me but here's another thing destroying the good mood I was in only yesterday. Again, maybe this is just me but why the fuck isn't there a change machine or machine to put money on your card on the residence campus where people actually are on a fucking Sunday as a opposed to the main campus where it's all fucking locked up so if your card key doesn't work you have to hope that someone cares enough to open the fucking door for you, or in my case today, someojne they do care about is also trying to get in. The machine to put money on my card is broken (Why the hell is there only one of these on either campus?) I found a change machine but it wouldn't take my dollar bills for no apparent reason. To get my fucking laundry done I had to get change from my RA who miraculously was in her room but that that's a post for another time.
Overall the two Halloween parties I went to over the weekend were good. The first one was in the dorm and was in the top three of school sanctioned activites in terms of fun. (Thats in my whole school career not just here at Simmons.) The scavenger hunt in the different undergrad dorms was a little lame but instead of finding the items I was supposed to find I did find a dime and, while walking down an undergrad corridor, I did overhear, "There's a guy on our floor. He's cute." Alas, I don't even remember what they look like. It was fun hanging and drinking with my dormmates. Case in point, two were discussing how one met this guy who shared her obsession with King Arthur and I thought she said BEA Arthur and was like why would any one have an obssession with her? It was hilarious. I spilled coconut rum on my pants so you know it had to be a good time.
The GSLIS party at the dean's house last night was pretty good but was really more of a function than a party complete with real food and no tunes. The East/West connection didn't really happen. I didn't think it would. What I mean is the two campuses stayed apart from eachother for the most part. I was even part of the West campus for awhile but only one of my former classmates decided to talk with me. Eh.
Time to check my laundry...
Ok maybe thats not a big deal to any one but me but here's another thing destroying the good mood I was in only yesterday. Again, maybe this is just me but why the fuck isn't there a change machine or machine to put money on your card on the residence campus where people actually are on a fucking Sunday as a opposed to the main campus where it's all fucking locked up so if your card key doesn't work you have to hope that someone cares enough to open the fucking door for you, or in my case today, someojne they do care about is also trying to get in. The machine to put money on my card is broken (Why the hell is there only one of these on either campus?) I found a change machine but it wouldn't take my dollar bills for no apparent reason. To get my fucking laundry done I had to get change from my RA who miraculously was in her room but that that's a post for another time.
Overall the two Halloween parties I went to over the weekend were good. The first one was in the dorm and was in the top three of school sanctioned activites in terms of fun. (Thats in my whole school career not just here at Simmons.) The scavenger hunt in the different undergrad dorms was a little lame but instead of finding the items I was supposed to find I did find a dime and, while walking down an undergrad corridor, I did overhear, "There's a guy on our floor. He's cute." Alas, I don't even remember what they look like. It was fun hanging and drinking with my dormmates. Case in point, two were discussing how one met this guy who shared her obsession with King Arthur and I thought she said BEA Arthur and was like why would any one have an obssession with her? It was hilarious. I spilled coconut rum on my pants so you know it had to be a good time.
The GSLIS party at the dean's house last night was pretty good but was really more of a function than a party complete with real food and no tunes. The East/West connection didn't really happen. I didn't think it would. What I mean is the two campuses stayed apart from eachother for the most part. I was even part of the West campus for awhile but only one of my former classmates decided to talk with me. Eh.
Time to check my laundry...
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