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Sooooooooo. Last night was Red & White Ball, which is our first formal of the year. I was serving alcohol the entire night, so it wasn't as fun as it could have been. I had to cut quite a few people off, and telling drunk people that they can't have any more alcohol is never an enjoyable experience. I suppose the highlight of my evening was getting so many compliments on my dress! You never get a compliment from the one person you want one from, though. I guess that's how it works.
After the Ball was over, this stupid, underage frosh who lives on the first floor decided to ask me if I noticed that one girl (who shall remain nameless) was buying him drinks the entire time. So that pissed me off and now I don't like him, not that I liked him much to begin with. He's a creep, so it only makes sense that he lives next to Kyle, who was our resident perv last year.
Come to think of it, all of the creepy guys that lived her last year live here again. Including Toad (not his real name), who once got tazered and beaten up by the police because he decided to punch a bouncer. Lithium and alcohol is not a good combination.
Man. I miss New Jersey already.
After the Ball was over, this stupid, underage frosh who lives on the first floor decided to ask me if I noticed that one girl (who shall remain nameless) was buying him drinks the entire time. So that pissed me off and now I don't like him, not that I liked him much to begin with. He's a creep, so it only makes sense that he lives next to Kyle, who was our resident perv last year.
Come to think of it, all of the creepy guys that lived her last year live here again. Including Toad (not his real name), who once got tazered and beaten up by the police because he decided to punch a bouncer. Lithium and alcohol is not a good combination.
Man. I miss New Jersey already.