Don’t. Just stay home and drink hot chocolate happily knowing you ordered everything online a month ago. Otherwise you’ll end up with less than a week until Christmas and less than half your list checked off, like me. And you’ll be cursing your own stupidity as you navigate a crowded mall and wait in crazy mile-long lines because this could all have been avoided.
My dorm room is pretty standard. I have a fixed bed, desk, wardrobe, and shelves. I’m lucky enough to have a small en-suite and the building itself only opened last year so I am the second person to occupy this space. It’s about half the size of last year’s dorm, including the en-suite (last year’s had none). The desk doesn’t wobble and I can’t hear the footsteps of my neighbours, so I’d say it’s a good room. But when it comes to decorating, I have to think about a lot of things.
All of my decorations need to be easily brought back to Canada with me. University housing has some sort of vendetta against blue tac, so I can’t use that. Too much paper on the walls will be considered a fire hazard and will get me in trouble. To top it all off, my room is really small.
But I did not let any of that get in the way!
I was doing my work in Textual Intervention class this morning like a good student when I got back my mark for the rationale I had written a few weeks ago. The rationale itself wasn’t included, but I got some comments and I pulled up the rationale on my laptop to compare the feedback. Only then did I notice that I had saved my rationale under the title “FuckingRationale.pages” which was fine because that doesn’t show up when you print off the work to hand in. Nothing was wrong.
Unlike what had happened in Scriptwriting class a few weeks back.