Two sluts live here.

It's been a hectic week. We're in the middle of mid-terms and project due dates. You know, it wasn't until I came here that I truly understood the meaning of sleep deprivation.

I live for weekends.



So earlier I was doing my laundry. Of course, to torture us to no return, the university only has laundry rooms in our dorm on the sorority floors. You see, sorority girls have way too many clothes for their own good. Too many clothes. Everytime I go to wash my clothes, I pray to God that I'll be blessed with a couple of vacant washing machines.

No such luck.

There might be one free washer... but I usually have three loads. So I'm usually stuck hauling my (freaking heavy) basket up and down the stairs and wandering around in sorority territory.

Today as I walked through their brightly colored halls (us normal people don't get to enjoy the novelty of painted walls), I noticed a sign on one of the doors. Now. I hold no very little disrespect towards sororities or their members. But, I honestly couldn't help but laugh out loud at what it said.

"TWO SLUTS LIVE HERE."

Hey, at least they aren't afraid to identify with who they really are. :)

*hides*