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Update/ Reflections #1:
This section pertains to college specifically, not so much the frosh experience/ events. I don't know if these observations are true of college culture, or if McGill is just super awesome. Obviously, I hope it's the latter, haha. Ahem:
1. Creativity and Individuality-- They hand out frosh shirts to everyone. So, you expect to show up and see a sea of undifferentiated (let's pretend that's the word) people looking more or less indistinguishable from each other, right? Hell no. Instead, it's like a bunch of Aprils. Remember when April got an extra large senior shirt and made a dress out of it? That's everyone. WIthin the first day, girls have their shirts cut up, tied, draped and shaped in every thinkable way. Some are basically sports bras, allowing lots of sluttyness. Some have suspenders and spandex on, some have lots of mardi gras beads and tiaras, some are belted dresses, most have plunging necklines and no sleeves. Even I made mine all cute, but it was also a large and way too big for me before.
2. Hold up, my drunk roommates are back. "Rachel my teeth are really pink....wait those are my lips." hahaaaa <3
3. So. This liberalism, this concentrated sluttyness, this lack of clothes, this complete obnoxiousness....is really selfish. It's really fun, it's way obnoxious, it's freedom, it's showing the world that we're living recklessly. And I don't know what to do with it, or how I feel about it. GAH, I ANALYZE THINGS TOO MUCH! But it's such a change! How can I not? It basically is anti-my-religion. I mean, if my mom could see me right now, she might immediately un-enroll me. hah. It's a completely different culture. Suddenly, all my clothes are immature, unclassy, unoriginal, and so high school. You should have seen what people were wearing to the club. One girl stepped on the elevator with black underwear, which was technically covered with a dress, but it was the length of a t-shirt and the opacity of fishnets.
So, the point of this post: I stayed sober the whole day, by my own choice. I also willingly stayed in my room tonight after the boat party, while everyone else pregamed at Chris's and is now clubbing. And I'm very happy to be doing this. I feel comforted by being in my PJs and eating a lot and writing and thinking about things. It's totally lame. This entire week is supposed to be non stop partying, and I feel like I've been partying and discovering and friending and cheering loudly non stop, but I've only done like 2/3 of the events. I feel very young, like a high school junior, and I feel very old like my middle-aged mom--I thought I was adventurous and spontaneous, but now I realize that my nature is what it's always been--nerdy and reservedish--and that I can have a bunch of fun and crazy and extroverted when I want to be, but I can't necessarily keep up with the raw energy of this campus; I can't party as hard as my....wow, this is hard to believe but...future classmates. Hot damn. They're legit classmates, these are the people that I will be LEARNING with. Most of these girls are too hot and/or slutty to be smart (fuck. what if they are though!?) And these guys are too hot/macho/hard partyers to be smart. But it's true. Though, it's also true that there are all types here, and I have met a few people that I immediately picked out as friends because they seem really grounded and sweet and....safe? Like, trustwothy. You know, caring. Not just pure fun and immaturity. Like, Simone (my running buddy) and Aviva (also on my floor) and then of course Rachel and Julia (Julia is my slut-guide, she's lots of fun and great and friendly).
Uhhhh I need sleep, I've never been this tired ever. Well, maybe once or twice. I want to get up and run tomorrow (yeah right...but seriously, I should, even though I've been walking everrrrywhere) and then beach day!! (as;ldkffjs;dkjf I want a breakkkkkk, can it please rain tomorrow!? haha. I actually am excited for classes to start, so that partying will be a reward rather than a lifestyle.)
i feel like this post is really douche baggy
its like a drunk post because ive been acting drunk even though im not, because im tired. you know that feeeling? exhaustion = inebriation, sometimes. thats what i am right now. aaaanyyyywayyyyyy immma gooooooooooooo. and prbly be embarrased about posting later. BYEEEE.
This section pertains to college specifically, not so much the frosh experience/ events. I don't know if these observations are true of college culture, or if McGill is just super awesome. Obviously, I hope it's the latter, haha. Ahem:
1. Creativity and Individuality-- They hand out frosh shirts to everyone. So, you expect to show up and see a sea of undifferentiated (let's pretend that's the word) people looking more or less indistinguishable from each other, right? Hell no. Instead, it's like a bunch of Aprils. Remember when April got an extra large senior shirt and made a dress out of it? That's everyone. WIthin the first day, girls have their shirts cut up, tied, draped and shaped in every thinkable way. Some are basically sports bras, allowing lots of sluttyness. Some have suspenders and spandex on, some have lots of mardi gras beads and tiaras, some are belted dresses, most have plunging necklines and no sleeves. Even I made mine all cute, but it was also a large and way too big for me before.
2. Hold up, my drunk roommates are back. "Rachel my teeth are really pink....wait those are my lips." hahaaaa <3
3. So. This liberalism, this concentrated sluttyness, this lack of clothes, this complete obnoxiousness....is really selfish. It's really fun, it's way obnoxious, it's freedom, it's showing the world that we're living recklessly. And I don't know what to do with it, or how I feel about it. GAH, I ANALYZE THINGS TOO MUCH! But it's such a change! How can I not? It basically is anti-my-religion. I mean, if my mom could see me right now, she might immediately un-enroll me. hah. It's a completely different culture. Suddenly, all my clothes are immature, unclassy, unoriginal, and so high school. You should have seen what people were wearing to the club. One girl stepped on the elevator with black underwear, which was technically covered with a dress, but it was the length of a t-shirt and the opacity of fishnets.
So, the point of this post: I stayed sober the whole day, by my own choice. I also willingly stayed in my room tonight after the boat party, while everyone else pregamed at Chris's and is now clubbing. And I'm very happy to be doing this. I feel comforted by being in my PJs and eating a lot and writing and thinking about things. It's totally lame. This entire week is supposed to be non stop partying, and I feel like I've been partying and discovering and friending and cheering loudly non stop, but I've only done like 2/3 of the events. I feel very young, like a high school junior, and I feel very old like my middle-aged mom--I thought I was adventurous and spontaneous, but now I realize that my nature is what it's always been--nerdy and reservedish--and that I can have a bunch of fun and crazy and extroverted when I want to be, but I can't necessarily keep up with the raw energy of this campus; I can't party as hard as my....wow, this is hard to believe but...future classmates. Hot damn. They're legit classmates, these are the people that I will be LEARNING with. Most of these girls are too hot and/or slutty to be smart (fuck. what if they are though!?) And these guys are too hot/macho/hard partyers to be smart. But it's true. Though, it's also true that there are all types here, and I have met a few people that I immediately picked out as friends because they seem really grounded and sweet and....safe? Like, trustwothy. You know, caring. Not just pure fun and immaturity. Like, Simone (my running buddy) and Aviva (also on my floor) and then of course Rachel and Julia (Julia is my slut-guide, she's lots of fun and great and friendly).
Uhhhh I need sleep, I've never been this tired ever. Well, maybe once or twice. I want to get up and run tomorrow (yeah right...but seriously, I should, even though I've been walking everrrrywhere) and then beach day!! (as;ldkffjs;dkjf I want a breakkkkkk, can it please rain tomorrow!? haha. I actually am excited for classes to start, so that partying will be a reward rather than a lifestyle.)
i feel like this post is really douche baggy
its like a drunk post because ive been acting drunk even though im not, because im tired. you know that feeeling? exhaustion = inebriation, sometimes. thats what i am right now. aaaanyyyywayyyyyy immma gooooooooooooo. and prbly be embarrased about posting later. BYEEEE.