So tonight, as is it every night, my RA came into my room for curfew check to make sure I was in my room and not gallivanting around town consuming large amounts of alcohol, terrorizing old people, spray painting train cars, or some other unwholesome act. I don't usually go to town so I'm not really familiar with all the things that people do there, but I'm sure it's something of that nature.
Anyways, as she walked in she asked me how I was doing and, keeping it conveniently short, I told her that I was tired. Which was true, I'm almost always tired. She looked at me like I was dumb and suggested that I could "ya know, go to sleep." I proceeded to tell her that I couldn't right then because I have a lot of homework that I have to do. At that, she walked over to me, observed what I was doing, and said, "It looks like you're eating grapes and playing on Facebook."
That's exactly what I was doing.
But suddenly, I was filled with a burning resentment! Yes, I was eating grapes and checking my Facebook! So what? I am in college, and paying a hefty sum to be here, nonetheless! If I want to partake in a midnight snack and catch up on the daily lives of my internet compadres instead of doing my homework right that second, then I have the right to!
I didn't say any of these things out loud, of course. I simply told her that it was pre-homework warm up, and she responded with a look of disbelief. I'm not one to cause a dramatic scene over something so frivilous, so in lieu of throwing my chair, banging my hands on the desk, or shouting obscenities, I glared at her as she left the room. I believe that did the trick.
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