I just found another reason to hate exams.
Stayed up until 6 in the morning for my 8:30 class. Felt like death in that class, then proceeded to my 10:00 test. I was beyond tired barely functioning which in retrospect defeats the purpose of staying up to study..no matter.
I first when I was handed the scantron sheet the same apprehension I always feel looms over me, I see an empty scantron which just way too many empty bubbles and possibility of failure. This is what part of a typical scantron sheet.
As the test progressed and I got more and more mentally drained, my vision started to blur intermittently (yes i realize how terrible this seems), and the scantron looked like this.
THEN, here it comes, I blinked really hard and I SWEAR this is what I saw when I looked at the scantron sheet for a long enough time.
Of course it didn’t actually look like that, but after I just couldn’t help but squint at the scantron and see all of these middle fingers popping out of no where flipping me off. The scantron, the ultimate thousand middle finger. That was really what I did NOT need at the moment, needless to say I now see scantrons in new light.
So my freshmen roommate just turned 21 and after a night of rocking out at the local bars he hits me up. Of course the moment he comes in (South U. Pizza in hand of course), I could already tell, he has about 5 minutes before he passes out, he was my freshman roommate after all. Like clock work, he is fast asleep on my couch, and here comes the crux of my problem.
What do I do to my o so so so vulnerable friend?
On one hand I could be a good friend and just leave him alone. However I did put a jacket on him, and put a nice cup of water nearby for when he wakes up, so I already did my good friend deed, now time to do my bad friend deed. But should I? He is a really good friend, but so am I. And what kind of good friend would let one pass out drunk, and not wake up with a story to tell about “that asshole friend”? My Sophie’s choice, what to do what to do….
What? Do it? Ok, I’ll listen to you guys, just this once ok ( this is the dialoge I had with my inner voice)?
So now I’m presented with another problem, life as a college student is just problem after problem, what do I do to him? Hm…time to consult the almighty Google. Wow. there are a lot of websites dedicated to this. Shoot I hear him stirring, time is of the essence, CARPE DIEM. well kinda. Anyway I’ll let you know what I come up with.
However before I go I have to wonder, or make you wonder, what would you do?
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So apparently every Wednesday night Pizza House hosts Trivia Live, basically a trivia tournament. It was a community event for one of my organizations, and it didn’t sound terribly boring. It was an interesting time, not going to lie I got pretty into at one point. I suggest going at least once with some of your friends. It is completely free, and you do learn some interesting tid bits of absolutely useless information, which is of course always useful to have.
Did you know Winstons the brand of cigarettes had an ad where Fred and Barney from the Flintstones would have a drag after a long days work? Did you know the first senate meeting was held in New York? Which president married Mamie in 1916 before he became president? Dwight Eisenhower ( and we got that correct too based on logic). Anyway Pizza House Trivia, give it a go, worse comes to worse you get to eat at pizza house with a chance to win some free stuff. And if you haven’t eaten at Pizza House yet as a student of U of M….Shame. on. you.