Sometimes I Feel Like I'm at Sleepaway Camp

Seriously … tonight was one of those nights where I had to question where I am and what I’m doing; well, this isn’t really as grave as it sounds. But anyway, today we woke up to find out that our hallway didn’t have hot water, and then we later found out that the whole girl’s dormitory building where we live didn’t have hot water. Of course this didn’t get fixed today. But don’t worry, the administration told us we could go over to the boy’s dormitory to take showers. Seeing as how I chose to forego this morning’s shower due to the cold water and I have a class at 8am tomorrow, I decided to take them up on this offer … as creepy and lame as it was. So myself and another roommate went over to their building tonight and got heckled by a bunch of 15 year old students – fantastic. It was the whole bit, just like at camp … repeatedly turning off the lights in the shower room, spraying water over the doors of our shower cabins, kicking empty shampoo bottles under our shower doors, all very mature. We tried to say some mean stuff in French upon leaving, but lucky for them, it was nowhere near what I really wanted to say to them in English. If the water’s not fixed by Friday night (tomorrow), then I think we might have to make this a roadtrip weekend somewhere.