hippie johnny

I want to have fun, dammit. But I have to keep waking up early for stupid shit that I signed up for without knowing that I'd have to wake up early for it. Frat row has had two fucking nights of parties that I haven't gone to because of these stupid meetings. Thematic Option can't be that important. Once I get un-jet lagged, and I have a free night, I'm getting trashed. It's always a good way to start the new year by pissing off your roommate when you stumble in and break something at 2:30 in the morning. But there'll be chicks, dude. Chicks. There's some kind of party on my floor right now, and drunk girls keep walking past my door so maybe I'll check that out. Be right back...Dammit, that looks fun. Fuck me and my responsibility. This had better be happening often, because if this is the only time the girls from Pardee and Marks come over to get drunk and hang all over dudes, I'm gonna be pissed.

So, somehow I've been really bored and really busy at the same time. With so many meetings during the day, and nothing to really do at night, it throws off my rhythm. I need to meet some cool people that can get me an excuse to go to these little bashes. I can't just show up and take whoever's drinks and then leave when I've had enough, you know? I mean, it's at least a better when I'm showing up with someone I just met and they go "This is Andrew, he lives around the corner, can we have some drinks?" We. The blame is effectively split in half. And if I take more than the person that brought me, they get blamed for bringing me, instead of me getting blamed for taking too much. It's all technicalities. College, that is. College is all technicalities.

Classes start Monday. My dorm room is more or less bare (outside of Revis's Fight Club and Zeppelin posters and my KoL set list), and it's pissing me off. I gotta get to Target soon and get some shit. I forgot clothes hangers. I'm such a dumbass. My movies are en route from Rockford, along with some more clothes, some books, and the Xbox and Gamecube despite the fact that we don't have a TV yet either. No wonder I haven't made that many friends. There are people here that are stacked to the bone when it comes to having a badass room. But they don't call USC the University of Spoiled Children for nothing. Hopefully once classes start, I'll have a few more connections for the drinkie-drinkie, or just for some fucking Family Guy DVDs. It's all about connections. College, that is. College is all about...wait a minute. Dammit, I'm getting something wrong here.

So to conclude. Cali is pretty cool. It'd be cooler if I wasn't so responsible and if I had some actual friends already. Kate is on the Darkside (i.e. near Parkside Apartments, on the other side of campus, for those who didn't know, which is everyone) and I don't have any classes with her. So I'm gonna have to make the effort to keep in touch with her. But that'll be worth it. I'll put the effort in. Classes are going to be exciting, I hope. We'll see on Monday.

Currently enjoying:

Whatever rap music the guy down the hall is blasting.

Next ish: Like I said, classes. Maybe before then I'll talk about the work study process and how much I don't want a job. Yeah, that sounds like a winner. That'll be the weekend post.