Preparing for alumni weekend means baby proofing the residence halls and making enough plans to successfully avoid the graduates who I hated even when they went here.
Can’t I just meet up with the alumni I like on some remote island? That would be nice.Edit: I also hate alumni weekend because they take all the fucking parking spaces. Like really, aside from the recent graduates, I pay a hell of a lot more to go here than you did. Park your mini van in the ramp. In other news. I’m excited as all hell to pick Lauren up from the airport on Friday! I’m so glad I’ve mastered the art of hugging driving.