College and drama

Disclaimer: there isn't much drama in college, so yeah, for those who wanted to know, you escape high school drama. However, I feel that college drama is a bit worse when people live together/on campus with each other, let alone when not sober. I've just noticed that there are some people that I know, who lately have been unusually tense about stupid drama. Guys, this ain't high school anymore, it's college-grow up and take your drama somewhere else, you're better than that.

Last night

Ah college, a time to experiment with drinks and other things (mainly, staying up ridiculously late and being obnoxious at that). And speaking of that, there was this girl from another dorm on the other side of campus who was in the bathroom for quite some time was puking (that was one horrible sentence, grammatically speaking, haha). I mean, we went into the bathroom and found her just lying between the two stalls. Fortunately she was just straight up drunk, and not in any danger and whatnot. Still, she was in the bathroom for over an hour; thankfully she managed to get home okay.

Now, I went to bed at roughly 2 ish, but dang, I was kept up for far longer than that, cause some douchebags kept on sporadically slamming their doors. I mean, it was like thunder out there, what with the way that they were slamming it. Thankfully, I get the last laugh and got sleep no matter what, plus I have an Amp to keep me energized.

A box is a box right? Random thought about it

Sitting on my desk is a box that had a thing of honey roasted peanuts in it. No big deal, right? Well the box is a part of a birthday present from my grandma and my uncle (there was a whole thing of gourmet snacks from The Popcorn Factory), and I feel bad tossing it out. The box is a small one, but it's so ornately decorated with happy animals and frankly, it's happy looking and in the festive birthday spirit, that I feel like it'd be tragic if I tossed it into the trash. I guess part of me is reluctant just because I don't know what the guys on my floor would do with it, and I feel like it deserves a better fate. Though in the end, I know I'm going to toss it, just I essentially want to postpone doing so until I really have to.

Tonight, again

Quote of the night, by me: "Well dang. It looks like she's sucking his dick." This is reference to Carolyn falling asleep/passing out on Stephen's lap in the common room, in a semi-awkward position. (Come to think of it, it may just be me, but dang, this last sentence can be misconstrued into innuendo.)

Tonight

I just played Keegan, my sober friend, and Jon, my friend who's getting increasingly drunk/hammered, at NHL 11 tonight, besting them for the first time by a score of 5-1. You know, playing somebody who's getting really damn drunk AND who's constantly getting distracted by other people in the room, as well as the increasingly loud selection of music. That, and Jon was getting increasingly belligerent, to the point that he yelled at Jasmin for picking up his cup full of his select beverage, and yelled at her, saying, "Sandra, you steal my shit without asking. Ask dammit!" Ah, the shenanigans that go on in college, let alone our floor; I love it.

Weird dream last night

In my dream, I was with my other roommate Chris, and we apparently got out of class and headed over to the UMW parking lots in the rain, which really resembled GMU's lot, come to think of it. And the car we headed over to was my family's minivan, which was a bit odd to find. And come to think of it, it was stacked with snacks, which was sort of like an omen in what was going to happen for the dream. Anyways, I wanted to go back home, but for some odd reason Chris wanted to go to Florida. I was like yeah sure, whatever, but unfortunately, I made a wrong turn on the highway, so we went in the opposite direction, instead of where we actually wanted to go. Probably 20-30 minutes in, we realized that oh crap, I missed/took the wrong exit, so we were stuck on the road going to somewhere where we didn't want to go. And now that I realize it, the rain managed to clear up, so it was sunny outside. This meant that we could bask in the sun while we were making a futile effort to find an exit to turn around and go the right way. Fortunately for us, we managed to find a "Do not make a U-turn" curve, where we made a U-turn anyways; we felt like we had stuck it to the man, and were kinda proud of that fact. For us, this meant that maybe, just maybe, we could actually get to where we wanted to actually be. Later on we met up with Sandra and Keegan, at a stop light of all places, and they jumped on board with us. And if I remember correctly, our van had somehow managed to magically morph into a motorcycle at this point-whoa. And Keegan wanted to go to, of all places, Rhode Island. No word on what and how I reacted to that. And then I woke up, thus ending this bizarre dream.

Jimmy Eats World concert!!!

As the title says, the Jimmy Eats World concert in Dodd Auditorium was amazing! They were amazing, and they had some amazing tunes! All of the songs on my iPod were played (Pain, 23, Hear You Me, The Middle, My Best Theory, and Always Be), as well some other kickass songs! It was even better given how Keegan convinced us to move to the very front of Dodd, so we all were at the very front-left of the theater; as a result, we were right there by the stage! Dang, J.E.W. is amazing, and more so live! Then again, my left ear really can't hear out of it so much anymore, so that had to be the only downside. Well that and the fact that the security guards were pricks and wouldn't let anybody get pictures in. But hey, I got a free pick (you know, the ones they toss to fans at the end of the show)! All in all, it was an AMAZING night, and I'm glad that I went to it! Now if only my hearing could come back, that'd be swell.

Sigmund Freud was right

I've been having these weird (day) dreams lately. And earlier, about half an hour ago, I was sitting in my Intro to International Relations class, dreaming about making out with a girl(s), who weren't, ahem, properly bundled up for the cold, and who had me pinned to the wall. And I think one of them was the cute girl who sits in front of me in that class. Weird. But hey, it sure as hell was better than listening to the lecture about Pacifism (no offense to any and all pacifists out there).

HOW ABOUT THEM CHEESEHEADS, EH?!?!?!

Green Bay Packers-31, Pittsburgh Steelers-25. Eat it, Pittsburgh. And more importantly, stay classy-there's always next year. Or the year after that, etc.


But really, personally, I think it's hilarious, not to mention pathetic, that Steelers fans are getting a bit too whiny about their loss. I know, it's devastating, and they were on their way to a potential comeback, just that they couldn't pull it off. Just because you guys lost doesn't mean you have to whine and bitch and moan about it; by doing so, you encourage more people to root against you guys BECAUSE of your reactions. I mean, I know that that's partially why I root against Pittsburgh teams-the sense of relative entitlement is obnoxious, not to mention the bragging (that I've seen). I know this seems crass, and I realize that to some people it is, but hey, I just have to get my two cents in.

Either way, a) it was a great game and b) Green Bay won, and c) it REALLY must suck to like anything in Pittsburgh today (Penguins got shut out 3-0 to the Caps earlier). Just wait until next year guys, and good luck.

WTF Kosovo

I'm once again playing sporcle, this time I did the "Can you name the flags of Europe?" one, and I got 46 out of the 47 flags, save for freaking Kosovo. I even got the harder and obscure countries (San Marino, Andorra, and Malta among them!), save for fucking Kosovo. What's worse is that I have a map of the world on my wall that also has the flags of every single country on it, but apparently Kosovo isn't on there. (But to be fair, it only got its independence 3 years ago-February 17, 2008, to be exact- so it's possible that the map is slightly outdated.)

Super Bowl, Schmuper Bowl

The NFL's championship game is tonight, and I'm in my room studying for upcoming tests. Most people would tell me that I'm anti-social and that I'm missing out on a great game, but hell, I a) don't care about the Super Bowl, only that I'm anti-Pittsburgh, b) am on academic probation from last semester (yay for 1.7 g.p.a's!), and c) want to do well on my test tomorrow and on Wednesday. I dunno, I feel like the only reason I'd really watch the S.B. is if there was absolutely nothing better to do and for the commercials. However, I have something to do, and I saw the previews for some of the commercials and I didn't think they were all that great; that, and I definitely can watch them on YouTube later. So yeah, I'm not watching the Super Bowl because, frankly and honestly, I can better apply my time to something more meaningful.

Oh and from what I've gathered from Twitter, Christina Aguilera fucked up the national anthem. To which I say, congrats, it takes mad talent to screw up one of the two most known American tunes, and on prime time TV. So congrats Christina, you fail. And everybody heard/saw you do so. D'oh!

Geography Fail(ing)

So my other roommate and I were playing sporcle.com at 1 in the morning today. We took a "name the capitals of the U.S. states" quiz, and it was embarrassing. We missed some fairly obvious capitals (Jackson, Mississippi), and other not so obvious capitals (Montpelier, Vermont), and generally failed horrendously given how much we've learned about US geography since elementary school. But heck, I will say that tired college kids taking these quizzes in the wee hours of the morning probably isn't the best way to do well. Please don't laugh at us (too much).

LOL drunk people

College. A time to party hard on the weekend. And man oh man have the guys on my floor have gone hard and partied. Loud music and whatnot. But hey, this is an average night for us.

I have such an idle mind in class

Okay, so I'm immature, I'll admit. There's this cute girl that sits in front of me in my Intro to International Relations class. Cute eyes, cute face, all that. And being the kid I am, I was doodling in my notebook, while taking the occasional notes, about how much I'd like to get to know her better. That and I kinda was praying she didn't turn around and ask to see my notes. I live in such an eventful life, eh? Haha.

But I also scribbled some other stuff down, mainly about the part of feminism in international affairs. This was partially due to me being hungry, but I wrote something to the effect of me thinking about women in kitchens making me sandwiches. Yeah, I'm immature, but hey, feminism plus a hungry Conan leads to random thoughts about women and sandwiches.

Man, I just rocked my class today!

In my Intro to Political Science class, we're going over political economy as our subject. Well, we got to be talking about Adam Smith, and I just so happened to have learned all about Adam Smith in high school. To make matters short, I introduced the concepts of the "Invisible Hand of Supply and Demand" and laissez-faire; I mean, I was channeling the spirit of Mr. Novak there! Man oh man I felt accomplished, talking about something that I really knew and having my professor look very pleased!

New shirt!

As the title would indicate, I just got a new shirt in. What makes it special is that it's a special shirt that not only is it $9, which is a steal, it's from the site Tee Fury, which has special designs every day. I actually got linked to it by a friend, but man, they have some great designs! However, the catch is that each of their shirts are only available for purchase for 24 hours, so you have to act quick. And gee, I just realized that I forgot to show you the shirt design that I got. Well, without further ado ladies and gentlemen, here it is!

Late and random birthday thought

Given that I turned 19 on Sunday, if you count by exact number of days, my birthday (and this logic may be flawed by a day, but bear with me), it marked one year to the day that I was dumped by Alexis. Which, when I thought about it in class earlier today, is my karmic revenge-I had a chill and fun day to celebrate the one year of getting dumped...via phone...while I was eating the cake she had made and given to me on my 18th birthday. So there, I think I win.