Shit That Sucks.
by Fritts
SO MUCH SHIT SUCKS, SO LITTLE TIME. (01.30.00)
Okay, a lot of shit out there fucking sucks. But you know what's really pissing me off because it ranks a 7.8 on the Suckscale? All of this fucking snow! Actually, it's not the snow that sucks (or the ice, sleet, whatever) it's when it pisses down all over us on the weekends. What the hell is up with that?! I mean during the school week, snow is cool if they call off classes; but is this some kind of cruel fucking prank by god? I mean come on, snow on the weekend?!
I sit around this boring ass school and wait for something interesting to happen. Well, I'm still waiting, but every once in a while some brave soul(s) will decide to throw a party and that's at the most somewhat-interesting so I end up going. It's pretty predictable, people get drunk, hook up, drive drunk and go home. Yeah, yeah, yeah, but I must admit that it's a hellovalot better then sitting around watching "Friends" re-runs or something as equally boring.
This past Saturday Trey had a party at his house after that stupid ass "Froze Arts" social. (I'll rant here. I pay to much fucking money for "student activities" that only happen once every semester. If you do the math, they should be doing some free shit for us. WHERE IS MY MONEY GOING?!) Anyway it's fucking icing out, and I'm pissed, so I go over to Trey's house early. This is usually like a ten minute drive tops, well I left my house at 11:30 and wind up at Trey's around 12 because I have to drive 20 mph because the road has a little ice on it and everyone is driving like a fucking idiot.
The party is okay, I mean as I mentioned earlier it's the same shit only I can't go outside and chill because it's freezing and I'm getting pelted by fucking ice. Around 1:30 people start showing up from the formal, some are wearing tuxedos, others suits, BUT I hate when people have to be "original" and wear something completely outrageous and ridiculous looking. A tip for all of the people that do that shit: DON'T. We all know what you're really like, and that silly ass suit doesn't change my viewpoint of you.
Back to one of my points, so people show up and get drunk and begin to get a little crazy. And what I mean by a little crazy is that they have a few drinks and act like idiots. This is cool, we all get fucked up and do shit we regret, but that's part of the experience. Over my four years at this hell-hole we all call a school I've noticed that the level of "craziness" has gone way down. I'm really disappointed. Some people say acting "crazy" is getting in fights, breaking shit that isn't yours; generally acting like an asshole. This isn't crazy, this is stupidity. Let me give you some examples of crazy:
- Getting naked for no reason other then you feel like it.
- Hooking up with random people for no other reason then you feel like it.
- Screaming random shit at people because you feel like it.
- Letting your "ID" take advantage because you need a break. (If you have no idea what your ID is, look into Freud)
This list can go on and on. My point is this people. You think you're in college, well you're not. This is NCSA, not UNC... why? Because it's an Arts school? NO. It's how we handle ourselves. People at UNC and Wake and other schools can forget themselves and what their major is (read: their "art") and have a good fucking time without waxing philosophical about something that no one cares about. So kiddies, let us all try to improve ourselves through the "529 Method of Self-Improvement". What is the "529 Method of Self-Improvement"? I shall tell you. It's a practice of decadence, of realizing that you have to live for the moment, not the day. That everyday you do something different to try to improve yourself. Remember, like in war, good things can come from destruction.
In closing, if you come to our house, to one of our parties; do something you've never done before. No stupid shit like driving drunk for the first time, or breaking some our shit. Get naked or just act crazy. But most importantly, respect everyone else around you in your craziness.
So it goes, and I'm out.
- Fritts