Tuesday, January 25, 2005

how people suck

tonight was a very unsettling and infuriating night. i have just come back from a two hour study session that really should have been half an hour. it was the same music lit and styles crew that in spite of suffering through last semester with last minute completion of papers, studying, and projects miraculously passed sufficiently with B's. tonight was much much worse. my friend and her incredibly vapid roomates took up about 3/4's of tonight's conversation concerning their vapid stories about their vapid lives. "oh yaaa, we were sooooo tanked." i realized that last semester i found this meaningless banter somewhat amusing. i have nothing against substance abuse seeing as how i partake in the scene as well and conversation was always easy because it solely existed on the incidents that took place the inebriated night before. "oh yaaaa sue you were soooooo trashed, let me tell you what jill did". there were always new adventures, so there was always new conversation to talk about. i took these friendships with a grain of salt as i figured that these really were nice girls. just different. i realized that i must be more accepting because i'm probably not going to find more like-minded people. but then tonight, while sitting on the couch for an hour listening to the mind numbingly idiotic stories of these girls ridiculous escapades while congratulating each other on their ostentatious burping and flatulating, i realized that i wanted little do with their company. after a couple of weak feigned smiles i stopped completely and gave up any attempts for a lame attempt of being amiably sociable. i thought, why am i so difficult? why am i so anti-social, why can't i just smile and have fun with these.... people. but then i thought, according to christianity nice, good-meaning, peaceful people can go to hell while rapists, murderers, bigots, liars, and hypocrites are offered passage into heaven. under the right circumstances of redemption of course. but i figure, if God can be so fickle and demanding, why the hell can't i?

i don't know why greeley has turned me into such a hardened asshole. i would just rather not talk to anyone sometimes so as to cut the losses of being let down. people have been a serious let down. perhaps my expectations are too high, but nearly everyone i've met in greeley has in some way been disappointing. i don't even care to smile or make small talk anymore. and i think i just wrote off the few people i socialized with up here. this is a dangerous exposure that will probably put me farther into this most likely self-destructive reclusive and anti-social state i am spiraling down.

10 Comments:

Blogger Kyle said...

To take Lit and Styles and not get a B or higher is miraculous. Just think, they're are even more stupid people in that music building than these girls... whoever they are.

January 25, 2005 10:01 AM  
Blogger Angelica said...

funny thing about that, our "study group" consists of a variety of people spanning from the druggee sophomore who was too stoned to register for his class second semester last year, the 21 year old sophomore who took a year off to do drugs, and a freshman girl who gets plowed during pregnancy scares. not to be completely capricious, but a lot of the work in this non-receptacle group was done by yours truly. i probably would have gotten an A on the last test giving me an A in the class if they hadn't insisted that i study with them. it just shows that you're better off doing your own work.

January 25, 2005 12:33 PM  
Blogger Kyle said...

Actually, I ended up with a B in music lit and styles because I refused to do the last "group" project with a group. I did it by myself and she took off 25 points worth. I had an A+ up until that fuckin thing.

I hate Dickensheets.

January 25, 2005 5:01 PM  
Blogger Angelica said...

as my friend and i say angrily while shaking our fists, "damn dickeeeensheeets. grr"

January 25, 2005 6:07 PM  
Blogger Valerie said...

DAMN DICKENSHEETS!!! haha.. *shakes fist*
But honestly.. shit, Kyle's right. You don't need to look any farther than your neighbor in Aural Skills to realize that these girls are not the only ones in the world with a tendency to turn off their brains. Permanently.

January 25, 2005 7:14 PM  
Blogger Kyle said...

super duper.

who is valerie? Have I met valerie?

January 26, 2005 12:00 AM  
Blogger Angelica said...

kyle,
you do not know valerie. valerie is wise. valerie has transfered. valerie and unc are no more. on that note. i miss valerie.

January 26, 2005 1:15 AM  
Blogger Shenandoah said...

Don't knock on Janice. She's not my favorite teacher at UNC, but she's probably my favorite non-voice faculty person. Just let her tell you about the kid whose Lit Paper she spilled beer on. She had to blow dry it and go to Kinko's to make a beer-free copy. She also had a dream about three motnhs ago in which my ex-roommate Emily was decapitated. Janice rocks my world.

January 26, 2005 2:14 PM  
Blogger Kyle said...

i'm pretty sure I heard that one. She was fine up until she screwed me on my flawless "non-group" project.

January 26, 2005 2:59 PM  
Blogger Angelica said...

dickensheets just became a quasi-hero for me.

January 27, 2005 3:19 PM  

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