I am so over the housing and residence life department right now. Thank you for deciding choosing living arrangements needed to be done this week, y’all. Because of this, you have made my life a living hell. Thank you for not allowing different options (like, oh, if you think you might want to move off campus, you can make a back up plan ON campus). Thank you for deciding it is perfectly acceptable NOT to place RAs until August so they can’t make plans like normal college students. Another thank you goes out to my too discerning roommate who cannot possibly manage to live with anyone but a handful of people, none of whom are people I suggested.
The thing is, I could live anywhere. I’m not being cocky; it’s the truth. I am easy to get along with, and I love to clean. I love people, and I can sleep through mostly anything, including lots of noise downstairs. I will fold your laundry if you leave it in the dryer on my laundry day, and I will help you clean your bathroom. I am also an excellent designated driver and gladly chaffeur people anywhere in town they want to go if they are unable to drive. My mama also sends really good care packages, and I am awesome about sharing them. However, because I love all my sisters and friends, I am unable to leave them out in the cold. Everyone knows this. That means my current roommate cannot be left to her own devices to find somewhere to live because I would feel guilty for living somewhere fun and exciting and new without her. Therefore, we are kind of a package deal. However, she is not a lot of those things sometimes, and people are a little intimidated by her because she can come across very harsh and negative, which are NOT qualities people want in roommates. Needless to say, as a pair, the two of us did not have many offers. As a single, I did, but … it’s a package deal. Because the housing lottery is tomorrow, my roommate and I have decided to move to our sorority house because there is pretty much nowhere else for us to go. I have forfeited my beautiful albeit tiny on campus apartment with fun girls to live on the other side of campus in my beautiful albeit too quiet sorority house. That is true friendship right there. I guess it’s not the first sacrifice of its kind, though.
This whole situation has made me want to hyperventilate like no one’s business. I am freaked out by not living in the apartments. The apartment dwellers are my family. It is loud and busy there, and I like being with some of my favorite people in the universe. However, I am an incredibly social person and need human contact, so I imagine I’ll be visiting the apartments quite often. And hey, if this whole house thing doesn’t work out, I guess I could probably scrape together some roommates by tomorrow ;).
In other news, I had to be the recpetionist for the radio stations this morning. I am not made for that sort of job. Not in that environment, anyway.
Okay, that’s all.
