like, omg, it's, like, spring quarter !!!11one!
cramps. sixty dollar paper-thin paperback textbooks. papers, long overdue. people snapping at me for things that are my fault which, contrary to popular belief, is worse. hauling lots of dirty glassware up from the props dungeon (overheated, dirty water dripping from pipes in the ceiling) and cleaning it and then carrying it back downstairs. not being able to be there for my cast and show staff. roommates who went to mexico for spring break and left their rotting food in the communal fridge for me to find, dispose of, and clean up after (hardened chocolate syrup, anyone?). finding a rolled-up and used sanitary napkin in one of my rainboots, which I [stupidly] keep in the foyer. finding out how much cough drops cost at walgreens. being the one to buy bathroom and cleaning supplies, again. my highest grade ever in college is swiftly followed by my lowest. returning to rain, rain, rain and cold.