WHAT THE FUCK ASSHOLES
It is now 3 in the morning. It is my last weekend in Carbondale. I should be out having a good time or something, right? Eh, didn't feel like partying instead opting for a quiet night in the dorm hanging out. Not too much to ask for...or so I thought. So far this evening...
-Our screen has been slashed.
-Our door has been slashed.
-Our door has been shaving creamed.
-2 gallons of milk have been hurled at our windows.
-1 hour ago the fire alarm was triggered due to some unrelated assholes smoking in their room or something. It's been 1 hour and the damn thing is still going off.
hmmm...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, then home. Sigh...you can do it...you can do it...
maybe Arby's is open or something...
-Our screen has been slashed.
-Our door has been slashed.
-Our door has been shaving creamed.
-2 gallons of milk have been hurled at our windows.
-1 hour ago the fire alarm was triggered due to some unrelated assholes smoking in their room or something. It's been 1 hour and the damn thing is still going off.
hmmm...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, then home. Sigh...you can do it...you can do it...
maybe Arby's is open or something...