If you’ve called home within the last 24 hours, you’d know that your younger siblings and most other students in America are currently enjoying a Monday without a school schedule. Well, Columbia doesn’t just hand out days off like candy without good reason, so here we are back in the school grind on another Monday morning. Our weekend activities remained pretty routine, but it would also be nice if we were still in bed. Treat your next weekend like a fairytale and share your mystic adventures with tips@bwog.com.
Feelin’ presidential:
- “Got drunk on margaritas with my two true valentines—my parents.”
- “Ditched by my date at JJ’s (hahahaha) (new low)”
- “Went to Brooklyn and consumed 12 donuts among 3 girls. Got a text from my ex that I dumped saying it wasn’t my fault that he wasn’t into me? Discovered Sex And The City is on Netflix and consequently didn’t leave my bed for 6 hours straight.”
- “Started crying when Drake dropped his mixtape (was very wine drunk). Got some BOMB cookies (from Levain, of course). Hooked up with someone on Spec (whoops!).”
- “Went home and hugged my dog like there was no tomorrow. Dog thanked me by puking on my rug at 3am.”
- “Got a new shirt and chocolates from my mom. “
- “One of my four roommates moved out this weekend!!!! …to a room across the hall.”
- “Received a text from a random number on Sunday, so I naturally thought it was someone who I had drunkenly given my number to…turns out it was a representative from Gamma Phi Beta who heard that ‘I would really benefit from joining their organization’… aka I was #tapped”
- “Got high, went to the Met, ate three(?) hot dogs, drooled over an Etruscan chariot, got indignant at contemporary art, and got threatened by an old racist dude on the M4.”
- “Went to a concert, ordered a drink, ran into my high school teacher at the bar. Raged with him.”
- “Saw fifty shades of grey. Didn’t know how to react. Then got really drunk at a frat party.”
- “Got a strong V Day buzz before 9am. Went to Brooklyn at about 2am Saturday night. Drank a $16 glass of bourbon. Made over 300 notecards.”
Cold cold go away:
- “I am sitting in my room and feeling the wind blow in through the edges of my windows and cracks in the walls. The radiators are turned on full blast and I’m wearing my long johns but it’s not enough. Plus it sounds like my building is going to get blown away. That’s an irrational fear right?”
- “Ran around tonight in the cold trying to find a discounted post-valentine’s huge plush bear.”
- “Went home. The snow banks were taller than me.”
- “The other night I was literally blown over by the wind. AKA the wind pushed me and I fell. It was particularly traumatic for me because I flashed back to when I was blown over by the wind at age 4. Truly scarred.”
What else does South Dakota offer, though? via Shutterstock