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Bucket List # 47 – Spend a night at the DUDE or Ugli (Almost not quite)

It was finals week obviously, and I was so close to tasting the freedom of the holiday. My last final which was a paper was due on the 18th at 12:30 pm. Prior to that paper I already had 2 group presentation finals, 2 papers, and 3 final exams; noon on the 18th could not come sooner.

The day before I had an exam in which I stayed up quite late studying for, so after the exam I fell asleep ( more like PTFO’d) for a few hours. I woke up at 6, made dinner and started my paper. I went to the Ugli to do my research and work. However the problem is at 7 p.m., the logic my brain is telling me is I have about 17 hours to write this paper, so there is no sense of urgency, I can take my time and work at my own pace.

No, my brain is a filthy liar because at 11 p.m. I only had one page, and not even all my research done. So, I began to feel a sense of urgency. I made good progress working on my paper from then on, only taking a few well deserved breaks. However at 4 a.m. in the morning, when my paper is becoming something I can be proud of handing in, I look around the Ugli and I see 4 people. 4 people on the 1st floor of the Ugli. You look at these 4 people and they are head deep in their books, or head down on the table, so they are just as screwed if not more screwed than you are. And that thought was just too.damn. depressing. I couldn’t get any more work done after, it was impossible. Usually the Ugli is a great place to work, but not at 4 a.m. I reluctantly packed up my laptop and material and started my walk back knowing full well there was more work to be done.

Now what is worse than being at the Ugli at 4 a.m. is walking back home from the Ugli at 4 a.m. The ONLY people you see if any are… I don’t even what those people are doing. But that walk in the cold, while the wind is blowing and the thoughts of my paper weighing me down… I get sad just thinking about it ( I play boulevard of broken dreams by Green Day on my iphone). I get home and I realize my bed is just 5 feet away, and there is nothing more in the world I want more than to fall on top of it and sleep till my hearts content, but I can’t, I have to write my paper. It was lose lose, I can’t work at the Ugli, I can’t work at home, It would take more than the 7 hours of time I had left, to finish up my paper which should only take maximum maybe 3-4 hours. The morale of the story is don’t leave your work to the last minute, I say this, people tell you this, but that is obviously not going to stop you from procrastinating, but that’s a whole other subject.

So this is my failed 1st attempt at spending the night at the Ugli,I would consider the whole night at the Ugli up until 8 a.m. when it would usually open (but not anymore cause its 24/7 Hoo-yah!). But worry not, I guarantee there will be more occasions in which I will need to spend the night at the Ugli, and when that comes I will rise to the occasion. But staying a whole night at the Ugli, not for the weak-hearted.


My scantron sheet gave me the finger, multiple times

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.

Thanksgiving at UM – saving you the trouble

Freshmen year I celebrated Thanksgiving at UMich, and what a fitting name because probably for the first time ever I honestly looked up into my ceiling light and whispered, ” Thank you Tim Berners- Lee for giving me the internet as we know it. Thank you a million times now and a million times over.” Yes, those exact words, Why did I whisper that to nobody and who the hell is Tim Berners-Lee? Well Tim Berners- Lee was credited for the invention  of html, not exactly the internet as that was a slow development over many years,  just like my Thanksgiving. The only reason I know this is because I searched it up, read pages of pages of controversy on who invented the Internet, and came to the finalist my good friend Tim. That was the extent to how BORED I was.

 It was….uneventful, in fact it was almost like Ann Arbor went out of its way to be uneventful. EVERYBODY went home for the holidays, if you have a home, then go back for Thanksgiving. I, being a very very international boy did not exactly have a home to go back to so I thought it be best to stay in Ann Arbor for Thanksgiving with my few very very international friends. O the wrong choices I make.

Everybody is home, so campus is synonymous to a post-apocalyptic city. I walk on the streets at 3 pm and the only other person walking is my shadow. I talked to it sometimes because it most closely resembled human life. Just kidding. I’m not crazy. Not yet. I wasn’t 21 so I couldn’t go to any bars and drink my boredom away. Many of the restaurants are closed, requiring me to walk a mile, in the snow, to Main Street for some good Turkey. The Cafeteria closed, but nobody wants that turkey jerky anyway. The Buses don’t run because everybody is home for Thanksgiving, so if you lived up North, pack your bags and find a friend on central because North campus was just like Central Campus but worse. I don’t know how or why, but I knew if I died my corpse would rot before it was found.

I holed up with my friend on Central Campus, and truly started to appreciated the internet. That was my Freshman thanksgiving, like a horror story for college students – no booze no friends no fun. This post has 2 messages for you. First, don’t spend Thanksgiving at UM, it’s a nice pretty school and it’s awesome and everything, just not on Thanksgiving. Go home, go somewhere anywhere. Second, before you go to sleep spend 10 seconds to get on your knees and say these words ,” Thank you Tim Berners-Lee, I created a whole new category of love dedicated to you and what you did for mankind.” or something like that…

Hope you all had an awesome Thanksgiving!!

The hardest decision I’ve had to make

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?

Pizza House Trivia

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.