I've decided I'm not going to my English class any more. Given, I only have two more classes of it, but I hate that professor with a fierce and fiery passion.
I should start chronicling my life as an RA. I find it highly interesting, but then again, it is my life.
Last night we had staff meeting. We went over closing procedures and what we have to do for check-outs and check-ins. Why do I feel like I'm going to mess this up badly? I don't want to let Brown Eyes down, but somehow I kinda feel like I will...
T and I went to Sanford Hall Council where we got to here their HD bitch them up one side and down the other. Glad our hall can hold its shit together...and not shit on the floor like some of the Sanford residents do. Wow.
Getting in gear for Residence Evil. I'm kinda freaking out for it considering I am the lead of the program and this is its first year in action. Fuck if I mess this shit up.
I threw a decapitated doll into Brown Eyes' office. His response, "Awesome." Then I threw in the head-- "Even better."
Love him.
Stayed up as per usual with Haroon and Beckles. They are the reason I get no sleep...and not to mention Weird Beard, but he was busy or something. Pff.
We discussed boys and how Brown Eyes needs to hire SINGLE, attractive men.
I'm on dutwaw this weekend. Awesome. I realz hope that it is not as bad as last weekend. Residence Evil on Saturday. Kye-Kye and I get walkie-talkies because we're bamf like that. Seriously, I'm freaking my shit out. Brown Eyes won't be there and it's kind of all on Kye-Kye and me. But yay for being covered in blood, decked out in zombie gear while on duty.
SHIIIIITT.
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