It was nice knowing you

Today was. And, yes, that is a complete sentence. Every semester the students of my university go through an excruciatingly painful process termed “White Glove.” It’s a bit like Spring Cleaning. Except it’s forced upon us. So no one wants to do it. And it gets checked by Dust Nazis.

Surprisingly, my room passed. Now I don’t say that because we’re incredibly messy or anything, but because I was away all afternoon at opera practice, so my roommates had to do most of it. I felt really bad not being able to help. It’s sort of a bonding experience…

Opera’s gonna be amazing!!! Tuesday is opening night.