My last day to play will be May 2nd.
Don't miss it!
(I think I'll be out of town next weekend.)
Picture snuck by mom on her cell phone during mass!
After lunch, I walked back to my dorm. Looking forward to relaxing for a bit before business law, I reached back to find my tiger card. It wasn't there. Panicking, I pulled my backpack off and started a mad search for it. Still- it wasn't there! I decided to retrace my steps. I mean really, it hadn't been that long since I had lunch (the card is used to buy food and as a key). I walked back to the Student Center and revisited my table--no tiger card, and the place where I bought my food--no tiger card. What was I supposed to do? Then, right on cue, my phone rings with a call from daddy. I answer, "Daddy! I'm glad you called. I have no idea what to do. I can't find my tiger card anywhere!" Daddy says to go to the tiger card right away, cancel the card, and get a new one. Good plan. I find my way to the tiger card office. "Hello! I need a new tiger card!" I said quite cheerfully. A lady looks up from a desk. "ID?" Nope. I don't have one. You see, my driver's license is in my dorm room. My dorm room is accessible only by tiger card. I can't get my ID because I would need a tiger card to do so, which is why I'm in this office to begin with. I explain this nicely to the lady and get the equivalent of "Too Bad!" in response. Eventually, I get into my room (a friend came out the door and let me in) and gather up my notebooks for the rest of my classes (in case I can't come back in) along with my id. I go back to the office and have a new id made. I head back to dorms and the key does not work yet. I call housing to update key and there is no answer. Fine. I decide to just spend time in Lowder's computer lab before class. I get there, open my email, and there's one new message with the subject "I FOUND YOUR TIGER CARD!" A boy found it in the quad and was looking to return it. He left a number, so I called him. Turns out, he lives in my dorm and hoped to get my card back to me before I had gone out to get a new one. I got my card back from him (I didn't tell him that I had already gotten a new one) and was ready to put the whole fiasco behind me. I guess I'll just use my old, newly found card for my scrapbook...
Does watching regular tv take up too much of your time? Are you just looking for a quick laugh? Well, maybe I can help for I've just stumbled on a hilarious web series that must be checked out! (And, each episode is only about 1-2 minutes long!) It is billed as "The unofficial biography of Mary-Kate Olsen." Whoa buddies!
Here are my favorite episodes thus far: