Happy fucking Birthday,
Happy fucking birthday to me!!!
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I'm glad I ended up doing dinner at Qdobas yesterday because today wouldn't have been as pleasant for me. Thanks Sherrie, Rich, Theresa, Amy, Mickey, and Jen for all coming. I know it technically wasn't a b-day dinner but I appreciated all your company just the same and also appreciate Sherrie even moreso for paying for my nachos. =)
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...It was snowing yesterday and in honor of my birth on this date, 21 years ago, the world has decided to forget the snow and instead drop gobs of stinkin' rain on me and darken the sky just to the right pitch of gloomy and, well, it's flat out looking ugly right now. I knew it was coming but I figured it could be a whole lot worse.
And of course I still have a final paper looming over my shoulders. I guess I should be glad I have an extension but it just adds up with all the other crap of the day. I have time though, I guess, it's due on Wednesday at 8PM. I knew I had it coming but I figured it could be a whole lot worse.
And so I've lost my coat. I think I left it in my final Film Analysis class of the semester. And it was a good coat too. A gift from my Aunt and Uncle. It's grey and has an unzippable hood, I don't think there's a Lost & Found and I doubt you'll see it but if you do...
Oh, and then of course NEU's birthday present to me:
"Happy birthday, Kunal!!! You get to be disciplined today by writing us a 5-page paper, taking a 3-hour course on alcohol consumption and paying us money! We've basically decided that the whole situation that happened 2 months ago was entirely YOUR fault and we appreciate your honesty."
"Yeah, you appreciate my honesty, huh? Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk......YOU!!!"
And, yes, I knew this was coming but not like this. What kind of fucked up school would deliver you a disciplinary notice on your sole day of celebration during the year? I know it wasn't intentional, obviously, but I still feel like I have to blame someone on this...or atleast something at the very least, if only to release my frustration over the whole situation. I was going to go home that day. I let the control of a majority of our apartment's guests pass over into the hands of others. All 5 of the people that I even signed in that day were perfectly well behaved (yes, I know I could only sign in 3). I didn't plug in those stupid lights that tipped off the RA. My music wasn't on to cause any noise disturbance (and when it was it was much earlier in the night it was quickly shut off ten seconds later because no one wanted it). I wasn't being loud. I wouldn't mind if I was disciplined if it was actually anything I had done but whatever. I need to man up. And I will. I wasn't exactly the most intelligent person by the end of the night anyway (duhhhhh, I'm 26 and here's someones bottle of Bacardi sitting in my freezer!!!), so I don't need anyone feeling guilty for me. In fact, DON'T. I'm just mad and want to fume. Nothing more, nothing less. I'd like to think this will mean nothing to me in a day or two...
But, anyway, happy fucking birthday to me, right? I'm 21 and with this day FINALLY arriving, I have no more major risks to take when it comes to college. I'm still drinking but now it can be done without any worries. I've stayed away from weed lately and have no intention of touching any other drugs anytime soon. I never had a pair of Christmas lights to put up anyway nor any other possible electrical hazardous device. I don't intend to steal, kill, or beat anyone. I may sky-dive, I may go bungee-jumping, but I'm NOT getting fucked by this college again. And just so you know....you're all on your own from here on in. Atleast when it comes to disciplinary situations. I've taken a strike for the team when I didn't have to and I would love to help on any other occasion. I'll obviously take a strike for my own actions but when it comes to my education and the risk of my future I will not be blamed for other people's ineptitude. Who the fuck is Pat anyway???
My birthday celebration is definitely not happening on such a shitty day. Instead it is fast approaching this Friday and I trust most of the people I consider to be my friends enough to know they won't do anything stupid. I have opted to stay in the apartment instead of going out to a bar with my 21+ friends. I hope this is a wise choice. Anyone that I know is welcome to come but if YOU choose to drink, if YOU choose to be loud, if YOU choose to defy a NEU rule you do so at your own risk. I will not defend you if you decide to bring or drink any alcohol...I never supplied it even if I did. Act semi-responsible, it worked for me for two plus years. Oh and if you answer a door and let someone in that I don't know and it ends up being an RA...I will hate you. Harsh? Probably. But simple.
That's all I have for this miserable day. Godspeed.
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I'm glad I ended up doing dinner at Qdobas yesterday because today wouldn't have been as pleasant for me. Thanks Sherrie, Rich, Theresa, Amy, Mickey, and Jen for all coming. I know it technically wasn't a b-day dinner but I appreciated all your company just the same and also appreciate Sherrie even moreso for paying for my nachos. =)
..................................................................................................................
...It was snowing yesterday and in honor of my birth on this date, 21 years ago, the world has decided to forget the snow and instead drop gobs of stinkin' rain on me and darken the sky just to the right pitch of gloomy and, well, it's flat out looking ugly right now. I knew it was coming but I figured it could be a whole lot worse.
And of course I still have a final paper looming over my shoulders. I guess I should be glad I have an extension but it just adds up with all the other crap of the day. I have time though, I guess, it's due on Wednesday at 8PM. I knew I had it coming but I figured it could be a whole lot worse.
And so I've lost my coat. I think I left it in my final Film Analysis class of the semester. And it was a good coat too. A gift from my Aunt and Uncle. It's grey and has an unzippable hood, I don't think there's a Lost & Found and I doubt you'll see it but if you do...
Oh, and then of course NEU's birthday present to me:
"Happy birthday, Kunal!!! You get to be disciplined today by writing us a 5-page paper, taking a 3-hour course on alcohol consumption and paying us money! We've basically decided that the whole situation that happened 2 months ago was entirely YOUR fault and we appreciate your honesty."
"Yeah, you appreciate my honesty, huh? Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk......YOU!!!"
And, yes, I knew this was coming but not like this. What kind of fucked up school would deliver you a disciplinary notice on your sole day of celebration during the year? I know it wasn't intentional, obviously, but I still feel like I have to blame someone on this...or atleast something at the very least, if only to release my frustration over the whole situation. I was going to go home that day. I let the control of a majority of our apartment's guests pass over into the hands of others. All 5 of the people that I even signed in that day were perfectly well behaved (yes, I know I could only sign in 3). I didn't plug in those stupid lights that tipped off the RA. My music wasn't on to cause any noise disturbance (and when it was it was much earlier in the night it was quickly shut off ten seconds later because no one wanted it). I wasn't being loud. I wouldn't mind if I was disciplined if it was actually anything I had done but whatever. I need to man up. And I will. I wasn't exactly the most intelligent person by the end of the night anyway (duhhhhh, I'm 26 and here's someones bottle of Bacardi sitting in my freezer!!!), so I don't need anyone feeling guilty for me. In fact, DON'T. I'm just mad and want to fume. Nothing more, nothing less. I'd like to think this will mean nothing to me in a day or two...
But, anyway, happy fucking birthday to me, right? I'm 21 and with this day FINALLY arriving, I have no more major risks to take when it comes to college. I'm still drinking but now it can be done without any worries. I've stayed away from weed lately and have no intention of touching any other drugs anytime soon. I never had a pair of Christmas lights to put up anyway nor any other possible electrical hazardous device. I don't intend to steal, kill, or beat anyone. I may sky-dive, I may go bungee-jumping, but I'm NOT getting fucked by this college again. And just so you know....you're all on your own from here on in. Atleast when it comes to disciplinary situations. I've taken a strike for the team when I didn't have to and I would love to help on any other occasion. I'll obviously take a strike for my own actions but when it comes to my education and the risk of my future I will not be blamed for other people's ineptitude. Who the fuck is Pat anyway???
My birthday celebration is definitely not happening on such a shitty day. Instead it is fast approaching this Friday and I trust most of the people I consider to be my friends enough to know they won't do anything stupid. I have opted to stay in the apartment instead of going out to a bar with my 21+ friends. I hope this is a wise choice. Anyone that I know is welcome to come but if YOU choose to drink, if YOU choose to be loud, if YOU choose to defy a NEU rule you do so at your own risk. I will not defend you if you decide to bring or drink any alcohol...I never supplied it even if I did. Act semi-responsible, it worked for me for two plus years. Oh and if you answer a door and let someone in that I don't know and it ends up being an RA...I will hate you. Harsh? Probably. But simple.
That's all I have for this miserable day. Godspeed.