So in my hall, there are a total of four elevators; two for the north side and two for the south side. But, for the past few weeks, one elevator has been broken on the north side, so that means that it takes forever for the elevator to go up and down. Since I live on the third floor, it’s sometimes annoying to other people that I go on the elevator since I can go up the stairs. But really, if you had just walked up a ginormous hill with all your books and other college necessities, you would just want to take the elevator to your room too. As tati said, “we’re all paying the same amount, so it’s their problem.” :]

So anyways, after dinner today, becky and I got on the elevator, and these two guys come in, obviously tipsy, and one of them has an ice cream that was wider than his fist, and about ten inches tall. Somehow, some of it got on my hair, girl next to me helped me, etcetc. Anywho, as I got off, I heard someone say “You took the elevator to the third floor?” I couldn’t respond, since he chose the exact moment right before the doors closed. For some reason, this got me really annoyed, since it was most likely said from the drunk guy who was stupid enough to think that carrying a ten inch ice cream cone up several flights up stairs was smart. So for the rest of the night, that comment attached itself to my brain, and whenever I let my thoughts wander, I would just remember how annoyed I was [don’t you hate it when that happens?]

Fast forward to two in the morning, and becky and I [i’ve come to a realization that i hang out with becky too much XP] are on the only working elevator after many hours of studying [well…mostly]. I pressed the third floor, and the guy standing behind me said “third floor….really!?” As, the doors opened to my floor, I automatically said “yes really [deadpan]” and everyone started to laugh. [cue victorious instrumental music] I don’t know if they were laughing because they were (A) really drunk (B) didn’t see that coming from an asian girl wearing huge clothes and glasses or (C) [I’m hoping for this one] impressed by my witty execution of a comeback. Whatever the reason, it felt so good. It was like some higher being giving me the chance to make up for my lack of response after dinner. 

I honestly can’t believe that this was the most interesting thing that has happened to me in the past few days. Am I too cooped up in my room or what!?