Playing Catch-up

Well, it seems that life has successfully gotten in the way of updating this blog.  It has also caused me to fall behind in my courses.  Between ridiculously loud house parties and the flu my life has not gone as well as I had hoped.

When living in residence there are two things that are guaranteed.  The first is that there will be parties that will keep you up at least half the night, and the second is you will get extremely ill at least once.  It just so happens that both occurred to me in the same week.  I still can't decided which of the two was the worst.  I'll fully admit that the constant vomiting and diarrhea for a week due to the flu was terrible, but the parties just might be a bit worse.  Of course for people who like parties life here is great, but I don't like to party.  In fact I would rather jump off the top of a six story building than party and drink every night.  Unfortunately because I don't party there are many who think that I am fun to pick on.  By pick on I mean that they bang on my door while they are naked trying to get me to come out and party. Now, there are many problems with their idea of bullying.

The funniest thing about the thought process of these would-be bullies is that they think that I am sleeping and can't hear them.  This most recent time the party was literally directly outside my room.  I may like my sleep, but not even I am capable of sleeping while there is a house party booming outside my door.  Of course there is the little thing about me having ears that actually work.  No matter how quiet they think they are, they are a bunch of drunk guys, so not really all the quiet....ever.  Then there's the fact that they don't know my name, which is just rude.  If you are going to insult someone and especially if you are planning to torment some one the least you can so is learn their name.  Another thing is the tactic they are using to get me to come out of my room.  Throwing things at the door, banging on the door, yelling obscene things, and trying to open the door are not exactly the best ways to make me want to come out and join the party.

All of this just goes to show that I don't fit in here.  I have also realized this past week that I REALLY need to live off campus.  Too much more of this and not only will my grades drop to the very bottom but I may just lose my mind.  However, I believe that I can stick it out until April, it's just six months until my freedom.  Until then I'll just have to keep quiet and try  to sleep whenever possible.  If all else fails, I do wake up at 6am and I can buy air horns, hopefully no one will bother me after that.