The Disappointed Manic

August 25, 2008

So I wasn't really planning on writing this often but something came up that needed to be addressed - and no, it's not my shitty spelling. Today we had our picture taken together, ALL of the residence together and then right after we did all these activities organized by our Residence council. Well, I didn't. I planned to go buy things I needed, such as pillows and towels. Yup. This morning I dried myself off with my residence shirt since it was the biggest/cleanest piece of absorbent material I had that I wasn't going to wear or use soon. Our Residence floor President made us Pancakes and then we had a meeting about the day. We were told to go get our Residence shirts for the picture. F my life. I threw the soggy shirt into the dryer (which cost me a buck) and waited about 40 minutes for it to dry. When we left I took it out and it was slightly less soggy but still soggy enough to be annoying. Whatever, I was just wearing it for the picture.

After the picture I threw the savage shirt back into my room and went shopping for Pillows, Comforter, and towels. Side note*: holy mother fucking shit are comforters ever expensive; and I only found one that wasn't made in China and it was 130 bucks. Fuck that noise, I'm waiting for the Ikea trip! Anyway, I got everything else including a cell phone (My new number is on facebook) and just as I started unpacking my stuff in my dorm I heard a knocking on the door. It was Shiloh, my Residence Adviser for my floor. Now Shiloh isn't as bounce off the walls manic as the other RAs, but he's still enthusiastic and likable.

"Wear were you?"
"Shopping. I needed towels."
"There are times for you to do that."
"I thought the event were going all night." I actually did. I was going to unpack and join them right away.
"No, It's over now. Now would have been a time for you to get the stuff you needed."

As it turns out, only 4 of the 25 people on my floor went out to represent us. Crap.

The Resident President said it was depressing. We literally were the least represented floor of all the residence buildings. There are about 25 floors.

And before we went for dinner as a 'family' - I still hate the cultish term - our RA said it was disappointing how few people showed up. Good God. I would usually role my eyes at this but he meant it. It WAS depressing.

So now I have an emotional obligation to go to every other orientation event I can. Just now, at 10:15pm someone came to the door and tried to get me to go to some comedy show. . . SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?! It's 10:00!! Aren't I just a rip roaring college student?

Peace

Chris