Today, I’ll just attack OCL
Brothers and Sisters, gather around, I shall be brief. Turn down your summer songs of celebration and join me in angry fist pumping punk rock.
OCL
Issue 1:
I’m a legit junior at the time of housing selection for next year. I was put in the Sophmore lottery. WHAT THE FUCK! I can’t share a room with my lifestyle of loud music, late nights, and smoking. I got stuck in the last available single on campus. This means that some fucking sophmore who caught the luck of the draw has legit gotten a better room than I have. And that just ain’t fair. I’ll be kicking off the second half of my junior year and the beginning of my senior year in the same dorm I lived in the previous year. Not too mention that this summer I’m also living in the same room I’ve lived in for the past two semesters. A little upgrade or change of living conditions would have been nice. Especially since I went down to Trish’s office to ask about maybe getting this taken care of. But as we all know, OCL is useless in assisting students. Trish was too busy assigning rooms to summer residents to talk to a summer resident. So useless, that it brings me to my next point.
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Posted May 22, 2006
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