if this don't last forever...
it was a pretty good weekend.
here's to jason ray. i know unc would have devoted their win to him. i wish we would do the same.
duke lacrosse visited us over the weekend. we were destroying them but lost it late. i really hate lacross. i really hate duke. i really hate rapists who get away with it because they have all the money in the world and are fighting a girl who has to strip to get by.
a guy i sort-of knew moved in for two months while he waited for his semester in japan to start. i think he really brightened up the house for me.
our basketball team had two come from behind wins with less than a minute to go. both of these experiences were unbelievable. apparently i have to pop over to some friends' house every game to grill in order to keep the run going. kinda a fun superstition. when we made it to the final four we all walked to campus only to find a crowd of a couple thousand in the streets. someone got the bright idea to lead us to the white house. i made it and almost had a video of the entire thing, but i accidentally deleted it instead of saving it. i do have a video of the way back, which is youtube worthy. one of the friends i saw on the way there never made it, because the police cut him and many others off. i was lucky. over 1000 of us actually made it in front of the white house. the plan was to run like hell if anyone did anything stupid. it was pretty cool how they got us to back off. they slowly called up a sizable force and then suddenly blew every whistle around to force us away. this was the beginning of the police herding. there were at least 20 cop cars literally revving their engines at us to try to force 1000+ people onto the sidewalks. for some reason this didn't work. anyways, police intimidation at its finest. the night gets really embarrassing after that.
so after that and other physical activities, i've been limping since monday.
also, the cops gave charlie a ticket for the party he threw saturday. $300. absolutely ridiculous. our neighbors really hate us here. they called the cops the first time before 1200 and for the party next door. of course, they broke up. charlie got the fine. we started a tip jar, but goddamn. he's been pretty down on his luck lately.
other annoying stuff. i think most of you have a decent idea of whom i have become and what i believe in. but i think one of my housemates, zack, is making things too complicated. he wants to kick out my current roommate, alex, from this house next year. housing background: last year i neglected to sign up for housing eligibility for my junior year thanks to jacque's fall break. i never really got around to looking for housing, but i found a few decent friends who were also in need of housing. luckily, one of these friends was very proactive. we never did find anything to suit the five of us, so we broke up. one of the original members kept looking out for me and told me that there were three spots left in the solidarity house. we all went and took it. so it was already somewhat non ideal. the group that settled into the house has had some turnover. zack was one of the original members and was supposed to take mike's place at semester when he left, also, for japan (i have no idea why i have so many friends who are interested in japan). so mike left and zack came in two months ago. zack and mike were both the spokesperson/moneyhandler for the semester each was here. anyway, i might drop the occasional hint about the personality of alex, but here's a summary: strong alpha male with dominance/ control issues. still the type that would strike you as a really nice person but perhaps a bit of a tool at second glance. anyways, hes pushy about what he wants. zack is basically the quintessential stoner. i'm no expert, but have no clue how he manages to be high basically all the time, it seems. he's also gay and in a fairly solid relationship with a guy i've only met a few times. anyway, on saturday, i stumble downstairs at like noon, just wanting to make food. zack wants to talk to me about alex. so i'm out there talking to him on our porch; it's below fifty degrees and i'm half naked, and he comes at me basically asking me if i would support him in dumping alex from our housing group. goddamnit, you must know the case is weak if you have to involve me. he's shown, over the course of the last few days, that other people, such as alex, are not his prime consideration. so he wants support, not moral or personal assurance. he wants alex out because he thinks alex's friends are homophobic (some most certainly are), because alex has interrupted one or two of his pot sessions to bug him about rooms next year, and because he basically wants a better housing group for himself for his senior year.
first, i cannot stand this idea that the senior year should be the perfect year. why should it be any better than any other year? you, at best, know more people and are close to different people.
how can he possibly be so selfish? does he not know how difficult it can be to find housing this late in the year? he tries to justifiy all this, saying that there is no set housing group for next year-- no lease yet. how can he throw out alex's expecation that he's going to live with us?
why does he have to get me involved. i live with alex, he's in my room as i sleep like twice a week. i don't need drama there.
regardless of how strong our friendship is, how can zack expect me to be a complete jackass and abandon alex?
i understand not wanting to deal with homophobia in your own house. i'm sure zack put up with enough of it. but when he tried to drive home this point to me, as though it completely escaped me, he had to tell me what a tough life he had: his parents broke up when he was 10. he had to live in the closet throughout high school in north carolina... etc. his parents got divorced when he was 10? give me a break. this happens to everyone now. zack was scrapping for every piece of evidence and persuasion he could get.
anyway, i received him as diplomatically as i could have. but didn't take a side like he wanted. i went back to him on sunday to let him know that i had thought about it and decided that there was no reason that he should have to put up with those things. we talked for another half an hour. i was hoping that we could really just talk to alex and tell him to be more sensitive, or we'll kick him out, but zack just wants to kick him out. it became clear to me that zack and alex were a lot alike-- highly selfish individuals who really push to get their ways.
this situation is going to blow up in my face, i'm sure of it.
when drastic things happen i find that i either go out of my way to act like nothing happened, thinking that this best respects the sensitivity of the situation and the person or i do everything i can to acknowledge it. neither ever seems to help.
i know this entry is different from my usual style. but i'm pretty upset about this situation, and it reflects poorly on no person who reads this, to the best of my knowledge, which allows a very frank tone. i'm sorry that i repeat stuff and don't write the most lucid ideas, but this entry is time consuming enough. to treat properly any situation brought up here would take a lot of time.
do not get me wrong, i had a great weekend, do not get me wrong in the least. but i certainly had my run-ins with the police and enough drama to last a while. meanwhile, i have been loving the amazing spring weather and the cherry blossoms we have going here.
my friend just alerted me that there is already a youtube up for the march to the white house. enjoy the senseless screaming. i know i did: Georgetown beat UNC and we felt the President needed to know. Immediately. actually, dont watch it. this is very embarrassing.
here's to jason ray. i know unc would have devoted their win to him. i wish we would do the same.
duke lacrosse visited us over the weekend. we were destroying them but lost it late. i really hate lacross. i really hate duke. i really hate rapists who get away with it because they have all the money in the world and are fighting a girl who has to strip to get by.
a guy i sort-of knew moved in for two months while he waited for his semester in japan to start. i think he really brightened up the house for me.
our basketball team had two come from behind wins with less than a minute to go. both of these experiences were unbelievable. apparently i have to pop over to some friends' house every game to grill in order to keep the run going. kinda a fun superstition. when we made it to the final four we all walked to campus only to find a crowd of a couple thousand in the streets. someone got the bright idea to lead us to the white house. i made it and almost had a video of the entire thing, but i accidentally deleted it instead of saving it. i do have a video of the way back, which is youtube worthy. one of the friends i saw on the way there never made it, because the police cut him and many others off. i was lucky. over 1000 of us actually made it in front of the white house. the plan was to run like hell if anyone did anything stupid. it was pretty cool how they got us to back off. they slowly called up a sizable force and then suddenly blew every whistle around to force us away. this was the beginning of the police herding. there were at least 20 cop cars literally revving their engines at us to try to force 1000+ people onto the sidewalks. for some reason this didn't work. anyways, police intimidation at its finest. the night gets really embarrassing after that.
so after that and other physical activities, i've been limping since monday.
also, the cops gave charlie a ticket for the party he threw saturday. $300. absolutely ridiculous. our neighbors really hate us here. they called the cops the first time before 1200 and for the party next door. of course, they broke up. charlie got the fine. we started a tip jar, but goddamn. he's been pretty down on his luck lately.
other annoying stuff. i think most of you have a decent idea of whom i have become and what i believe in. but i think one of my housemates, zack, is making things too complicated. he wants to kick out my current roommate, alex, from this house next year. housing background: last year i neglected to sign up for housing eligibility for my junior year thanks to jacque's fall break. i never really got around to looking for housing, but i found a few decent friends who were also in need of housing. luckily, one of these friends was very proactive. we never did find anything to suit the five of us, so we broke up. one of the original members kept looking out for me and told me that there were three spots left in the solidarity house. we all went and took it. so it was already somewhat non ideal. the group that settled into the house has had some turnover. zack was one of the original members and was supposed to take mike's place at semester when he left, also, for japan (i have no idea why i have so many friends who are interested in japan). so mike left and zack came in two months ago. zack and mike were both the spokesperson/moneyhandler for the semester each was here. anyway, i might drop the occasional hint about the personality of alex, but here's a summary: strong alpha male with dominance/ control issues. still the type that would strike you as a really nice person but perhaps a bit of a tool at second glance. anyways, hes pushy about what he wants. zack is basically the quintessential stoner. i'm no expert, but have no clue how he manages to be high basically all the time, it seems. he's also gay and in a fairly solid relationship with a guy i've only met a few times. anyway, on saturday, i stumble downstairs at like noon, just wanting to make food. zack wants to talk to me about alex. so i'm out there talking to him on our porch; it's below fifty degrees and i'm half naked, and he comes at me basically asking me if i would support him in dumping alex from our housing group. goddamnit, you must know the case is weak if you have to involve me. he's shown, over the course of the last few days, that other people, such as alex, are not his prime consideration. so he wants support, not moral or personal assurance. he wants alex out because he thinks alex's friends are homophobic (some most certainly are), because alex has interrupted one or two of his pot sessions to bug him about rooms next year, and because he basically wants a better housing group for himself for his senior year.
first, i cannot stand this idea that the senior year should be the perfect year. why should it be any better than any other year? you, at best, know more people and are close to different people.
how can he possibly be so selfish? does he not know how difficult it can be to find housing this late in the year? he tries to justifiy all this, saying that there is no set housing group for next year-- no lease yet. how can he throw out alex's expecation that he's going to live with us?
why does he have to get me involved. i live with alex, he's in my room as i sleep like twice a week. i don't need drama there.
regardless of how strong our friendship is, how can zack expect me to be a complete jackass and abandon alex?
i understand not wanting to deal with homophobia in your own house. i'm sure zack put up with enough of it. but when he tried to drive home this point to me, as though it completely escaped me, he had to tell me what a tough life he had: his parents broke up when he was 10. he had to live in the closet throughout high school in north carolina... etc. his parents got divorced when he was 10? give me a break. this happens to everyone now. zack was scrapping for every piece of evidence and persuasion he could get.
anyway, i received him as diplomatically as i could have. but didn't take a side like he wanted. i went back to him on sunday to let him know that i had thought about it and decided that there was no reason that he should have to put up with those things. we talked for another half an hour. i was hoping that we could really just talk to alex and tell him to be more sensitive, or we'll kick him out, but zack just wants to kick him out. it became clear to me that zack and alex were a lot alike-- highly selfish individuals who really push to get their ways.
this situation is going to blow up in my face, i'm sure of it.
when drastic things happen i find that i either go out of my way to act like nothing happened, thinking that this best respects the sensitivity of the situation and the person or i do everything i can to acknowledge it. neither ever seems to help.
i know this entry is different from my usual style. but i'm pretty upset about this situation, and it reflects poorly on no person who reads this, to the best of my knowledge, which allows a very frank tone. i'm sorry that i repeat stuff and don't write the most lucid ideas, but this entry is time consuming enough. to treat properly any situation brought up here would take a lot of time.
do not get me wrong, i had a great weekend, do not get me wrong in the least. but i certainly had my run-ins with the police and enough drama to last a while. meanwhile, i have been loving the amazing spring weather and the cherry blossoms we have going here.
my friend just alerted me that there is already a youtube up for the march to the white house. enjoy the senseless screaming. i know i did: Georgetown beat UNC and we felt the President needed to know. Immediately. actually, dont watch it. this is very embarrassing.