Post-election post
So yeah. Obama. Yeah.
YEAH!!!!!
:D I'm excited, although I never really expected him to lose. Also, I feel like a terrible person, because I didn't actually watch the whole thing play out. I spent the night with PJ playing chess and cards (and bruising my thumb so badly we had to stop) and watching Tremors 1 & 2 until midnight. And confirming that yes, I am a male. Go figure.
Then I got back to my dorm and was like, "WAIT. I WONDER IF THE RESULTS ARE UP. ... W00T OBAMA!"
A little anticlimactic on my part, but hey, such is life.
People down here are SCARY. The happy people went running around last night getting drunk and doing stupid things like dancing drunk on top of a car. Why is this stupid? SOMEONE WAS DRIVING IT.
The unhappy people are worse. Someone got SHOT last night. Yeah. Like with a gun. And the conservative people keep breaking off into clusters and mumbling angrily. And my one conservative friend posted a status on Facebook so SCATHING that just reading it left a mark. I think I'm just going to camp out under my covers this weekend, where the most dangerous thing is all the weight I will gain from the popcorn in my drawer.
Oh, and about my descent into masculinity (NEVER thought I'd say those words), I was told that I was excluded from the calc study group secession (a group of girls broke off and studied alone, but didn't invite me) because I am not a girl, but rather "one of the guys." I am consistently being told to "be a man" (and I am going to sing Mulan next time that happens). And last night someone held out their fist and told me to "pound it, brother."
Is it odd that I am not unhappy about this at all, but rather quite pleased?
I'm also pleased at my 75 on my physics test. Why would this please a perfectionist like me? Because it was the third highest grade in the class. College physics is ahgohdsg;lh.
And at the 100 on my German test. My teacher still wants to know why I'm there.
So, back to... whatever the hell I was doing.
YEAH!!!!!
:D I'm excited, although I never really expected him to lose. Also, I feel like a terrible person, because I didn't actually watch the whole thing play out. I spent the night with PJ playing chess and cards (and bruising my thumb so badly we had to stop) and watching Tremors 1 & 2 until midnight. And confirming that yes, I am a male. Go figure.
Then I got back to my dorm and was like, "WAIT. I WONDER IF THE RESULTS ARE UP. ... W00T OBAMA!"
A little anticlimactic on my part, but hey, such is life.
People down here are SCARY. The happy people went running around last night getting drunk and doing stupid things like dancing drunk on top of a car. Why is this stupid? SOMEONE WAS DRIVING IT.
The unhappy people are worse. Someone got SHOT last night. Yeah. Like with a gun. And the conservative people keep breaking off into clusters and mumbling angrily. And my one conservative friend posted a status on Facebook so SCATHING that just reading it left a mark. I think I'm just going to camp out under my covers this weekend, where the most dangerous thing is all the weight I will gain from the popcorn in my drawer.
Oh, and about my descent into masculinity (NEVER thought I'd say those words), I was told that I was excluded from the calc study group secession (a group of girls broke off and studied alone, but didn't invite me) because I am not a girl, but rather "one of the guys." I am consistently being told to "be a man" (and I am going to sing Mulan next time that happens). And last night someone held out their fist and told me to "pound it, brother."
Is it odd that I am not unhappy about this at all, but rather quite pleased?
I'm also pleased at my 75 on my physics test. Why would this please a perfectionist like me? Because it was the third highest grade in the class. College physics is ahgohdsg;lh.
And at the 100 on my German test. My teacher still wants to know why I'm there.
So, back to... whatever the hell I was doing.