The first thing she addresses is my fresh dirty jax hoody. She read the back aloud as I was walking into the common area. "Sex, Money, Fame,  - what's that about?". You already know what I said, "It's my morals. Sex. Money. And Fame". Her eyes lit up a little bit. As we sit down to gather the information on how to get our rooms phone numbers she looks at me because I'm not writing down anything.... She asks me if I'm gonna write it down since I already told her my memory is shot. I calmly tell her no, I'll get it from someone else if I really need to find all that out. Hmmm...

Onto my favorite, the RA finally addresses women in the room and alchohol. On the alchohol subject she states that the campus is dry, and if she smells alchohol or see's bottles that she has no shame in writing people up.... Guess I better have nine lives as usual. No 5 O'clock happy hour? Please. 

 

Now, she seems to hold still grounds on the fact that women aren't supossed to be staying in the rooms - and she also states that she will write you up for this. So naturally... my mind kicks into play instantly. "Well - I'm sorta into cuddling and I need that affection to help me sleep well, and on that note what if you're into men? Can guys have guys over?" She replies with, "That's not my business." My fire right back is "Well neither are the girls who lay down with me."

With that said.... some things don't peice together right. Write up number one, two, and three here we come.