guess who's back...
back again
Yup, me. I reluctantly arrived around 8:30 last night, only to find myself locked out of my apartment. Nice of them to change my combination without telling me, isn't it? With my arms loaded with bags, I knocked on my RA's door only to stand there with no answer. As I called a friend of mine in hopes that I could hang there until I figured out how to get into my apartment, my lovely RA came walking up and I managed to get in afterall. Crisis averted.
The fabulous 5 hour meeting this morning that I had to come back for was a giant waste of my time. I think it is pretty obvious that I could not care any less about SGA and everything it involves. None the less, I sat through the meeting and was awarded only by the free Papa John's. Free food has this way of making any situation bearable.
The free meal will not make up for the outrageous amount of money I spent on my books however. The total for the six required books came to $450.91, and I still need to buy them for one more class. I find this extremely ridiculous. So basically, working over break accomplished nothing but feeding the greedy hands of the bookstore. This makes me feel not good inside.
bleh to being back here
bleh to student government
bleh to buying books
bleh to leaving people I wasn't ready to leave
UPDATE: The last class worth of books ran me another $76. Anyone have a tissue?
Yup, me. I reluctantly arrived around 8:30 last night, only to find myself locked out of my apartment. Nice of them to change my combination without telling me, isn't it? With my arms loaded with bags, I knocked on my RA's door only to stand there with no answer. As I called a friend of mine in hopes that I could hang there until I figured out how to get into my apartment, my lovely RA came walking up and I managed to get in afterall. Crisis averted.
The fabulous 5 hour meeting this morning that I had to come back for was a giant waste of my time. I think it is pretty obvious that I could not care any less about SGA and everything it involves. None the less, I sat through the meeting and was awarded only by the free Papa John's. Free food has this way of making any situation bearable.
The free meal will not make up for the outrageous amount of money I spent on my books however. The total for the six required books came to $450.91, and I still need to buy them for one more class. I find this extremely ridiculous. So basically, working over break accomplished nothing but feeding the greedy hands of the bookstore. This makes me feel not good inside.
bleh to being back here
bleh to student government
bleh to buying books
bleh to leaving people I wasn't ready to leave
UPDATE: The last class worth of books ran me another $76. Anyone have a tissue?
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