Finally debauchery!
Well no, not that much debauchery, but a little. So I did that whole presentation thing, which went well. But after I was done I decided (2 days later) that it was time to celebrate. So we started self-medicating at happy hour and by 9 I was pretty much gone (I don't have a very high tolerance for booze). I'm pretty sure I have never been so drunk in my life. Some of the highlights...or probably lowlights:
-running down the hallway punching every ceiling tile up until I got to my apartment...yes, I became that kid for one night
-earning the nickname "Stain", which unfortunately is the second time I've earned that nickname in my life, and for two entirely different incidents...
-finally telling Anne I want to sleep with her...phew, that was a load off my chest
-swatting everything in sight, from beer pong balls to people's cigarettes
-passing out atleast 3 times and always coming back for more
-Not throwing up!
I'm sure there are more, but I forget.
Ok, and now time for the introspective portion of the show. I decided I'm going to delete AIM from my computer, atleast for now. First, because I waste entirely too much time on it. But more importantly, because I think I've come to substitute it for making real connections with people, face-to-face connections. So I'm rising up against this instant messenger revolution. It's time for me to be social away from the computer. Don't get me wrong, I can see the limited benefits to IM, like being able to keep in touch with people who are far away and at other schools. However, I think some people start to abuse it, myself included. Not that I'm trying to break ties with those of you whom I only talk to on IM, but you know my email address and my phone number. If not, ask me sometime soon before I delete. Unless of course, it's a relief for you to hear that I'll be off AIM and no longer bothering you. So sometime soon this week I will try this noble experiment and see how it works.
Bed time for now,
Cia
-running down the hallway punching every ceiling tile up until I got to my apartment...yes, I became that kid for one night
-earning the nickname "Stain", which unfortunately is the second time I've earned that nickname in my life, and for two entirely different incidents...
-finally telling Anne I want to sleep with her...phew, that was a load off my chest
-swatting everything in sight, from beer pong balls to people's cigarettes
-passing out atleast 3 times and always coming back for more
-Not throwing up!
I'm sure there are more, but I forget.
Ok, and now time for the introspective portion of the show. I decided I'm going to delete AIM from my computer, atleast for now. First, because I waste entirely too much time on it. But more importantly, because I think I've come to substitute it for making real connections with people, face-to-face connections. So I'm rising up against this instant messenger revolution. It's time for me to be social away from the computer. Don't get me wrong, I can see the limited benefits to IM, like being able to keep in touch with people who are far away and at other schools. However, I think some people start to abuse it, myself included. Not that I'm trying to break ties with those of you whom I only talk to on IM, but you know my email address and my phone number. If not, ask me sometime soon before I delete. Unless of course, it's a relief for you to hear that I'll be off AIM and no longer bothering you. So sometime soon this week I will try this noble experiment and see how it works.
Bed time for now,
Cia