Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Of all the irritating things that this world has to offer, people who make plans and then are either excessively late, or change said plans and don't tell me are right at the top of the list along with people who crack the spines of perfectly good books for no reason.
I went to the Open Mic Society this evening...only to stand outside the room where it was meant to be held for fifteen minutes, looking like a complete twit. I felt thoroughly cheesed off if truth be told. I didn't get so much as an email saying it'd been cancelled or anything. I'm debating whether I want to risk going next week.
Helen and Rach decided to steal a jug of milk from the kitchens after dinner. I don't know why...(actually I do...we don't have any in and they wanted to make Angel Delight)...but still. We've already got two trays, a large plate and two small plates up here. I'm not taking them back and risking a mauling by JCR lady. Not. A . Chance.
We're going to have a flat-meeting as well to discuss the cleaning situation. We tried a rota for the kitchen and it lasted a week. We really ought to sort everything like that out before the start of next term otherwise people are just going to carry on with bad habits. (It seems to be a couple of us consistantly attempting to clean up, and I don't find that particularly fair).