
Semi-hypocritical self-righteousness:
- Dear vocalists: I love the Magic Flute as much as the next person (heh heh heh), but when you've been blasting it in the lounge all afternoon, my tolerance will be very low when you come in after quiet hours and start singing.
- Dear woodwinds and violist: Remember what I was saying to the vocalists about quiet hours being, you know, quiet? That goes for talking outside my door, too.
- Dear roommate: Your theory teacher did not give you a B because she hates you. She gave you a B because you missed 4 questions out of 20 on one part of the test, and forgot some accidentals (equivalent to using a similar-sounding / similar-spelled but wrong word on a foreign language test) on the dictation.
- Dear whoever uses the second stall in the bathroom: Flush, please.
Things I like about the dorm:
- Being around my friends, all the time.
- Being able to wake up at 7:28 and be on time for a 7:30 class, as roommate has done a few times.
- Not having to clean the bathrooms.
- Whoever put the "please do not masturbate in the showers, the drains can't take it" signs in the boy's bathroom.
- Toilets that flush automatically, most of the time
- The lounge
- Friends
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