For Good or For Awesome II

I should be sleeping right now, but I can’t. It’s 12:05 PM as of right now, so it’s kind of late to be sleeping, but I say this because I was kept up until 5 AM last night.

Why, you ask? Because my neighbors and their guests - outstanding people they are - were enjoying themselves last night.

I tried going to sleep around 1 AM, which is normal for me, but couldn’t quite get there since the people who I share a wall with were having some sort of screaming party. Actually, I think some people were debating on who won in beer pong or something. I hate people who consider that a “sport.” In fact, I think all drinking games are stupid. Don’t dress up your alcoholism problem with “cute” little “games.” If the only way you can have fun is to consume alcohol until you can’t remember where you are or how to control yourself, if your life has come to this, then just drink.

Around 3 AM, the debate was taken outside, where it sounded like people were playing “The Best of Drunken Fervor Vol. 2.” It sounded like the same five drunken phrases being yelled on repeat for about an hour. I was treated to many classic phrases that sounded like a middle schooler who just discovered the f-bomb. There might have been a fight or something, because people kept yelling about somebody “slapping” somebody else. Can’t we all just get along?

Around 4 AM, I guess everybody resolved their differences, because they started to turn their “anger” on our apartment at this point and started ATTACKING it. They kicked on our front door and rang the doorbell repeatedly. They were banging on some kind of metal sounding trash can, and I have no idea from where they got it. But the real kicker here was when they started throwing TREE BRANCHES at our windows. These weren’t little twigs either, there were branches that were at least 5 feet long and fairly thick. I was pretty mad at this point, obviously, and got up to call the cops when everything went dead silent. I went upstairs to where Collin, Loren, and Kristin were and Loren had said that he had called the police, and there they were, three police cars outside, somebody getting cuffed. Everybody else had ran off. It was extremely satisfying that at least one person was arrested for this ridiculous behavior. I mean, where do you get off acting like that?! I really doubt anybody learned their lesson through any of this, and I’m sure that we’ll be treated to another amazing display of humanity next weekend.

I don’t have a problem with drinking, it’s when people do it to the point where they act like this and completely lose all consideration for other people, which is what most people consider to be the means of “having a good time”. I mean, throwing tree branches at somebody’s house at 4 AM?! WHAT is wrong with you??

If this is the “college experience” I don’t understand why so many people miss it after they graduate. I guess I would understand if I thought that throwing a ping pong ball into a cup of beer was an incredible source of entertainment and if peeing on people’s cars and physically attacking their apartments was acceptable behavior.

Nobody ever wants to sit next to anybody on the bus. I don’t understand why this is. Chances are that a stranger is not going to want to talk to you even if you sit next to them, so what’s the problem? Whenever I get on the bus, people rush to occupy one of the seats of each two-seat cluster leaving their neighboring seat vacant. After this, the “seatless” people tend to just stand up rather than sitting next to somebody they don’t know. Now, I like to take my spot in an empty pair of seats when I can, but I’m not going to stand if I can’t find one. That’s just dumb. I have no problem invading somebody’s “personal space” and taking the seat next to them.

I don’t even ask if anybody’s sitting there. That’s a stupid question. If someone was sitting there, there would be a butt in the seat. If they were actually saving the seat for someone, they could tell me. Besides, I don’t think anybody is ever offended if they get on the bus and find a stranger sitting with their friend. I think they could manage waiting for a conversation with them until after their 5 minute bus ride is over. Or maybe I’m just rude. You know, whatever.

Man, if there is one thing I hate doing, it’s things. And let me tell you something, I have been having to do them ever since I got up today. Now I’ll take you on a magical tour of my day.

April and I went over to the student services building around 11 this morning to begin this horrific day of taking care of things to do. I had to drop off my form to get my diploma, get a new Hokie ID card, and put money on my meal plan, so I’ll be able to enjoy some delicious D2 breakfast later in the semester. There is a flaw in that, since food that is “delicious” is not provided. I’ll really just settle on getting some disgusting D2 breakfast. But I need dining dollars to do that, so I waited in long lines to get a new card, ultimately taking this magnificent picture:

Now that’s a hot picture. I blacked out my ID number because I don’t want to fall prey to identity theft.

After this boring fiasco, we went to the bank where April had to deposit money or something. That wasn’t so bad, because it didn’t require me to do anything.Next we went to the bookstore to buy textbooks. I needed three books, which were all outrageously priced, so I scoffed and refused to buy them, hoping to find them online for much cheaper. I swear, I think the prices of the books I need fluctuate so that I’m always spending the same amount each semester on them.

We then went on to Christiansburg to get food and to get hooks from Home Depot, since April wanted to hang up her coat or something at her apartment. We ate food at Applebee’s, since that’s probably one of the best places around without spending an arm and a leg, like at Outback Steakhouse. Outback is only open like 3 hours a day, so to make up for it, they charge like 40 dollars a person. Home Depot has gotten pretty disappointing, because the commercials never play that awesome music that they used to have a year ago or so. Man, I loved that music.

I then had to go to campus to meet with my research professor, since he emailed me earlier about some possible opportunities for funding for grad school. When I went, he didn’t know anything yet though. Oh well.

Finally, we went to the grocery store and April got a lot of food. I didn’t get anything, since I’ll probably go later, and I usually just eat her food anyway. I told her to drop me off at the bookstore, since I gave in and decided to just buy the books there. It’s my parents’ money anyway. Don’t worry, I’m not usually so cavalier about spending it. I’m sure you all were worried about that.

That’s about it. Now I’m sitting around, because I’m tired from doing things. I think I’m going to go with Collin and company to Macado’s later tonight for 25 cent wings or something. I don’t even like wings that much but it would probably cost me more money NOT to go. That didn’t make much sense.

Well hello there.

This is the first post of my new “weblog.” I can’t stand the word “blog” since I feel that abbreviations should do more than remove just two letters. It also just doesn’t sound good. It sounds like somebody is sick or something.

* “Hey, are you feeling alright?”
- “Nah man, I just blogged.”
* “Oh… I’m sorry to hear that.”

I’ve wanted to keep up with an online journal, but I was horrible with that. I have a livejournal, which can be found here, but I never liked using it because I was never pleased with how it looked. I generally like the look of these B—spot b—s better, so hopefully I’ll be more drawn to the aesthetics and use this more, since I’m full of amazing insight.

I just got back to Blacksburg from a successful winter break of nothing. I’ll probably talk about that more later, though there isn’t a whole lot to say. I’ve got to get ready to start graduate school on Tuesday. I’ve already missed an orientation or something while I was home. Oops, oh well. I’m not getting any emails about graduate school stuff, which is why I missed the orientation. Maybe I didn’t actually get in. Hey, that would be something.

I’ve gotta go unpack or something, but really I’ll probably just play Simcity.

EDIT: I fixed “aesthetics.” Thanks for pointing that out and making me feel flawed, Patrick.