Yeah, I'm bitchy. I don't care.
Apr. 7th, 2005 04:32 pmAt Agnes we have a lottery system for picking out rooms. As a first-year, I got the dead last number and had to live in the first year dorm as a sophomore. My sophomore year, my number was in the middle of the lottery. This year, for my senior year when I'm trying to get approval to live off campus, I get number 2. Out of everyone on campus, I'm second to pick her room. Oh, the irony. I wish I could give my number to someone who will use it, but that's not allowed.
Katy, thanks for writing what you did on public folders. I less than three you.
An open challenge to Liz Ott: Before you continue to bash the newspaper staff (i.e., me, the senior copy editor) for spelling and grammatical errors, I'd like to see you try to edit the newspaper. You can't do any better than we do. I'm sure Profile staff applications for next year can still be turned in! If you bash it, certainly you can do better, right? ha ha.
Katy, thanks for writing what you did on public folders. I less than three you.
An open challenge to Liz Ott: Before you continue to bash the newspaper staff (i.e., me, the senior copy editor) for spelling and grammatical errors, I'd like to see you try to edit the newspaper. You can't do any better than we do. I'm sure Profile staff applications for next year can still be turned in! If you bash it, certainly you can do better, right? ha ha.