Meal Plan Meals

The meal plan I am on where I live means I have to go down between specific times to get food. Like breakfast is from 7-8:30AM on weekdays, which is great when I have a class in the morning to get up for, but like when finals week rolls around, I keep sleeping in like it's Saturday all the time and I continuously missed breakfast and ate a lot of granola bars.

So one plus of these meals is that I don't ever have to make food for myself, but the downside is that I can only eat those meals during those time periods. I've been tempted on more than one occasion to buy some froot loops, all bran, and milk and just leave them around in case I miss a meal. Of course I'd never use them and the milk would go bad and the cereal would go stale, but I keep wanting to do that. Maybe just for finals week. I mean, I have all these dishes, glasses, and cutlery that I never use and won't ever use until I actually move out somewhere and I really like it here so I think I'm set for like the next four years. Not in the same room, because I'm pretty sure they get reshuffled around when everyone leaves for the summer, since some people don't come back and there's new people moving in etc etc. Plus I think I get a bigger room next year because I'm not a first year. First years never get shit. Which makes sense but it still sucks a little.

On that note, I should head downstairs for brunch (brunch on the weekends is the best because I can sleep in wooo). A couple of my roommate's friends were just up here looking for my roommate and then invited me on the water park trip to the big mall here that the resident's association is doing. I think they were worried I was just being antisocial in here, which I kind of am, but I told them I have plans with someone ta 4, which is actually true because I'm meeting up with Ptarckas, and then I'm like... maybe I should make plans with people BESIDES Ptarckas and have sworn that the next time my resident's association hosts an event, I'm gonna go, Ptarckas be damned. I can see him during the week.

Oh, but I still have to tell you all about my big scary adventure in This One Park. I felt very small and was afraid of getting mobbed or beaten up or abducted but really there was no one in the park AND THE FUCKING SKATING RINK WAS CLOSED but anyway I will recount that story later.

yer pal,
swegan :)