1. Skipping my first two classes...so I can study for those two classes.
2. Reusing old posters to make a giant paper crane about half my size.
3. Talking about genitalia for three hours on an almost daily basis.
4. Finding a lost lacy red thong hanging from a pipe in the boiler closet.
5. Being woken up by Richard at 2:30am and seeing his panicked face, smelling smoke, hearing the obnoxiously loud fire alarm...all to realize 1) some idiot from another floor left his pizza in the oven 30 min too long and 2) I was the only one who had to be awakened (everyone else was coming back to campus from a party or was playing video games).
6. Getting 10+ people cozied up on Rachel's twin bed and watching youtube poop videos for hours.
7. Conversations about knitting, babies, circumcised penises, and the Bible - all in one sitting.
8. Crying all night and missing people and persons.
9. Losing and finding, finding and losing hope again and again.
10. The seemingly impossible-to-rid habit of bullshitting everything.
11. The shitty football team.
12. The even shittier jocks who think they're good. We lost to Occidental, I think that says enough.
13. My group of friends, comprised of 1) guys or girls in a long-distance relationship, 2) WASPs, 3) gays or lesbians.
14. The fact that if I need to bitch about something to the videogame obsessed-guys next door, they'll pause the game to listen to my vagina monologues. Thanks guys, it means a lot.
15. Trying like hell to be even somewhat qualified to major in molecular and cellular biology with an emphasis in neuroscience...for all the wrong reasons.
16. "But Ashley you can't get depressed! It hasn't even started raining yet!"
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