Day in the Life— Hilary Brown ’11

7:43 a.m. – Awake from blissful sleep, blast some Eminem, and head to Classical Chinese.

8:50 a.m. – Exit the windowless Chinese classroom…fluent now?

9:00 a.m. – Pass out in the grill.

10:55 a.m. – Get bothered by fellow grill dwellers.

DITL Hilary Brown
Day in the life of Hilary Brown

11:15 a.m. – Eat in D-hall and play some tater tot and/or carrot pong.  

12:00 p.m. – Back in grill…no surprise there.

1:15 p.m. – Go to tennis class and attempt to play tennis.

1:16 p.m. – Fail at playing tennis.

2:05 p.m. – Two hours of Chinese history. Shout-out to Mao! 

4:05 p.m. – Flash rave to Katy Perry.

4:15 p.m. – Open books and pretend to do homework—in the grill of course. 

5:30 p.m. – Eat dindin and plan Wednesday night shenanigans.

6:55 p.m. – Consider beer shower. I hear Wednesday is the new Friday.  

6:58 p.m. – Decide it’s too soon.

7:00 p.m. – Take a beer-less shower.

9:00 p.m. – Close by books and drink cocktails and cheap beer on the lovecouch with Veronica and watch Jesse Abraham Arthur McCartney music videos. 

9:45 p.m. – Rally troops via a mass text. No excuses seniors! 

10:01 p.m. – Head to the Dirty South, stop and do some headstands on the way. 

10:15 p.m. – Say a quick hello the beer pong players in Loose.

10:17 p.m. – Play some beer pong in Cleveland. Domination ensued… obviously.

11 p.m. – Travel to State Street.

11:13 p.m. – Sit at the bar and chat with bartender Mary… Washington Apple? Please and thank you.

12:20 a.m. – Still at the bar because no one lets me play pool. 

2 a.m. – Ring the “Last Call” bell myself.

2:07 a.m. – Run in with the popos—”Don’t ride your bike on the sidewalk!” …oops.

2:30 a.m. – Kum and Go. ‘nuff said.

2:33 a.m. – Watch people hookah at the Wayne… asthma attack.

2:58 a.m. – Walk my bike home. Goodnight moon, Goodnight Hawkeye.