Since school started this year, so far I haven't spent a single weekend in res. I've actually been wanting to stay downtown for the past few weekends, but obligations at home have kept me from doing so.
Usually I leave either on Thursday or Friday night, but every once in a while I'll stay until Saturday morning and go home around noon or one o'clock. It's kind of funny to see my suitemates' reactions on those Friday nights; at first they're surprised to see me, then they're hopeful that I'll actually be staying the weekend, and finally, they're disappointed when they learn that I'm still going home. Actually, their reactions are also kind of nice; it makes me feel wanted. I wonder if they would wish for my presence so much if I didn't go home so often? =Þ
Another amusing thing about breaking my weekend routine is that it messes up their sense of time. For example, one weekend I dropped by res on Saturday before I went to a meeting, and when one of my suitemates saw me, she got really confused and thought it was Sunday! You see, I always come back on Sunday when I go home for the weekend, so the fact that I was back meant it should have been Sunday. =D Mwa ha ha!
Anyway, unless something drastic happens, I should be staying downtown next weekend, which is good because I really need to get some school work done, and I simply don't do anything when I'm home!
