Someone threw up in our hallway last night. Well, not "someone"; I know who it was, but no good is done by naming names. And even beyond the fact that our dorm will now smell like puke for days, it really irritated me.
I mean, seriously, guys. It was Thursday night. And this whole concept of "Thirsty Thursday" just annoys me to no end. THURSDAY IS NOT THE WEEKEND, PEOPLE. It's really not. On Friday and Saturday? By all means, drink until you throw up! Wake up in a different country with no memory of how you got there! Dance poorly in an overheated frat basement! (I know I do that last one with embarrassing frequency.) But it's really not funny when I'm trying to do work (for the CLASS I HAVE ON FRIDAY MORNING, BECAUSE FRIDAY IS A WEEKDAY) and you're drunkenly stumbling around and making the hallway smell like old cheese.
I don't know. Maybe I'm old-fashioned and out of touch with America's youth. But I firmly believe that when you go to college, you are going to first and foremost get an education, and that should come before EVERYTHING else. And I've just met too many people for whom education is definitely not number one on their list. It's not even number two or three; sometimes, they haven't even organized their entire life into list form!! WHO DOES THAT?
Really, though, drunk people: why are you here? Why are you at college if you're taking three or four classes, sleeping through most of them, and then partying from Thursday to Sunday? You're wasting your time and money. Why are you here if you're not going to bust your ass and try to squeeze every drop of knowledge you can out of this institution???!
Ugh.
In other news...oh wait, I have no other news. My life consists of shooting up coffee (yes, I've progressed to that; it's getting to be a serious problem), doing work, and lying in a coma until my alarm wakes me up. I have no life! It's terrible.
So...you're welcome, dear readers, for that little bit of sunshine I just injected into your day. Smooches!!
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