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.