With fall looking more like an extended summer or California winter right now, it’s easy for us all to slip into oblivion to avoid the heat and mid-terms. We just want to wear our oversized sweaters in peace!
Too hot to handle
- Boyfriend and I accidentally ordered a huge pitcher of sangria at 6:30pm. Ended our evening out by lying down in a pillow display in Bed, Bath & Beyond.
- Saw two student theater productions in 48 hours. One was terrible; one was fantastic.
- Lived vicariously through all my high school friends’ snap stories because they’re all home on fall break and I miss the ocean and why is our break so late.
- Took my part-Hungarian dad to Hungarian and watched him get really excited at seeing all the desserts from his childhood.
- Took four tupperwares full of different food items from John Jay brunch.
- At the football game at Penn, there was a poster-making station, which I took advantage of to make a sign reading “REGISTER TO VOTE”. Two of my friends were then inspired to make a sign reading “KEEP PENN OUT OF THE WHITE HOUSE” (Trump is a Penn grad), and they took that sign and my sign across the stadium to the Penn fan section. Some Penn fans were more amused than others.
- Was unfortunately awake for more than six hours on Saturday.
- Felt overwhelmed for the first time in my Columbia career.
- Was sent a photo of my friend and my TA post sex. Didn’t know how to respond, so asked if I did well on the HW.
Slipping into oblivion
- A friend and I ate brownies and tried to watch Brooklyn (2015), ended up getting too high to follow the plot and soon falling asleep.
- Parents visited for parents weekend and I had to ditch them partway through Saturday to study.
- Got too drunk on thurs night but got rid of all the excess alcohol I’d been storing in water bottles.
- Woke up with worst hangover I’ve had in a long time, but had to get out of bed and go to an ASAP (alcohol and substance abuse program) meeting I’d been mandated to attend for a past incident.
- Tripped and injured myself while out running; luckily, a Barnard prof and her wife were nearby walking their dogs, and they very kindly gave me a ride back to my dorm.
- Learned the true meaning of gtb^2.
- Mom drunkenly tasted all the flavors in 16 handles.
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