Rating System

Rating System

0- We did not make it into the move
1- We were yelled at or threatened
2- Wildly uncomfortable
3- It didn't not happen
4- Better than a 3
5- "Dear Diary, I was at a move last night."
6- Shared a few laughs
7- Made a friend/shook some tailfeathers
8- Fell asleep that night with the whisper of a smile on our lips
9- Almost a 10
10- Best. Night. Ever.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

November 28, 2015


The night began with a nameless address. The move had been on our minds for hours. Annie snapchatted 13 acquaintances asking where it was and Amani finally came through with the hint of a location.
Jane pulled up in front of Annie’s house with a look in her eyes that said, “What are we doing with our lives?” The homeowner of the first destination was yet to be determined, but we marched on despite this missing piece of absolutely key information. We picked up 4 members of Boys Group 1 and they packed into the backseat of the move-mobile. A newfound male energy fogged the car windows.
We rolled up to house 1 and waited in the car while MF Doom secreted through the speakers of the move-mobile. The house was debatably empty and track team girls dotted the street. Emily walked up to the car window and told us, “I love you guys… go save yourself.” We sat for a moment, contemplating her profound advice. A new address was shouted into the night from an anonymous source. We were desperate enough to follow.
House 2’s address turned out to be a prank, the home of a disgraced MHS graduate. We didn’t laugh and then headed to location number 3.
Jane changed the CD at a stop sign and with the guidance of Google Maps, the gang arrived at house 3. Cameron stepped outside to pee on a lawn and was illuminated by the headlights of passing cars. The backseat-boys knew some of the passing pedestrians and Annie rolled her window down 2 inches and received a limp handshake from one of the boys crowding the outside of the vehicle.
“Yo, is that Cristina Renee?” Asked the tallest of the bunch, peering through the window.
“No. Just us,” Annie and Jane responded.
“:-(
The gang got out of the car and Jane was told her parking was illegal by a nearby homeowner. She returned to the driver’s seat to re-park, but before the K turn could begin it had ended when he backseat-boys reported that move was bumped. The gang loaded back into move-mobile, damn near exhausted and disappointed.
We were welcomed warmly at the 4th destination by Christian yelling, “Who’s car is that? What are you doing outside my house?”
As the group of 7 retreated back to the move-mobile, Sebi texted Annie, “Christian’s is not a thing.” But we already knew. Boy did we already know.

Overall Rating:
House 1: 0/10  (did not make it inside)
House 2: 0/10 (house was not home to a move, we were duped)
House 3: 0/10 (did not make it inside)
House 4: -1/0  (yelled at and did not make it inside)
Female to Male Ratio: 2:4 (not a ratio, literal figures)
Redeeming Quality: Going outside

Correction, 1:25 am. Christian's ended up being a thing but we went way too early.

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