College

Oh hello. Don’t worry, I haven’t for­got­ten you. I’ve been check­ing up on you every now and then. Well blog it has been fun, and its still is going to be fun I assure you. I just have taken the time to accli­mate myself to all of this new­ness. You see, I just haven’t had the time to sit down, and really give you some good hard lov­ing. Well blog let me tell you about my col­lege life.

As you may know I’m going to Rut­gers Uni­ver­sity. I got in com­fort­ably and cheap. For hous­ing I applied to the Demarest Dorm. It is known as the weird, hippesque, and gay friendly place with the one eyed smi­ley face. Regard­less of its dubi­ous rep­u­ta­tion it out­shines every other dorm. Move in day was rainy and every­one seemed aloof or pre­oc­cu­pied, and busy. Unlike the rest of the dorms Demarest was blast­ing music and there was a happy crowd of tie-dye shirted folk will­ing to lug and trudge my stuff up to the sec­ond floor.

I met my room­mate.
I moved beds.
I crammed stuff into the room.
I social­ized.
We did some very stan­dard ice­break­ers. We did show and tell. I brought my bible aka. Colbert’s “I am Amer­ica and so can you”. Some­one else brought Col­bert along as well.
I social­ized.
I got online.
That night all of us social­iz­ing fresh­men folk par­took in some reveal­ing ice­break­ers. I learned of the peo­ple who like Ani­mal Col­lec­tive, I learned of the sex­ual things. I learned of the peo­ple in the dorm.

At about 4:00 am we were all stirred from our sleep by a screech­ing fire alarm. The police and firetrucks came. A offi­cer gave us a lit­tle speech about how they know who you are and that its jail time. The speech came to an end with a sin­gle phrase that still res­onates with me.

“Wel­come to Rutgers”

Our Art Room is really epic.

My New Home

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September 12th, 2009 Reply