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Life after a month (9/13/01)I will not be discussing the World Trade Center incident because I will probably piss a lot of people off. I have lost complete faith in law enforcement, especially in Atlanta. My brother was in town for a week, so I went to a Braves game with him and his friends. Luckily for me, his friends were cops, otherwise I surely would have been arrested that night. First of all, they bought 40's of bud light for the trip from Georgia Tech to Turner Stadium and ignored the guys who were selling drugs on the corner. Once we got there, we each paid $1 for shitty seats and bought at least $150 of beer. It makes me very uneasy knowing that the same cops who were buying an 18 year old kind some beer are on the SWAT team and the bomb squad. When I got back to my dorm, I was very obviously loaded and still had an english paper to write. I don't remember what I wrote. Georgia Tech supposedly does not advocate drinking. Several things indicate otherwise: an RA on my floor was quoted as saying "I need to get you guys some beer", I was given a bottle opener on my first day here, and the Tech fight song includes the following lyrics: I wish I had a barrel of rum, And sugar three-thousand pounds, A college bell to put it in, And a clapper to stir it 'round, I'd drink to all good fellows, Who come from far and near, I'm a ramblin' gamblin' helluva engineer! Followed by yelling "Fight! Win! Drink! Get naked!". I personally can do without the fighting and winning. I've been shitting large amounts of blood, probably because of a combination of shitty food and alcohol. A combination of half-cooked hamburgers and $5/litre vodka will rape your digestive system worse than ramming a rusty lawnmower blade up your ass. It might also be a bizaare result of excessive chronic masturbation, either way I'm fucked because no way I'm giving up either alcohol or yanking my crank. My earliest class right now is at 9 AM. If any of you are high school students right now, then you're probably thinking, "I would fucking love to get up at 9am!" Well once you get to college, you won't. My preception of time has been completely fucked up; 6 AM is now considered late instead of early, and dining halls aren't even open before 11 on weekends. And the worst part is adjusting from waking up at 3pm to 8am on monday, it's like getting jet lag every fucking week. We would be in some deep fucking shit if the FBI ever raided our dorm. The amount of illegal music and software available here is absolutely amazing, which is one perk of going to a dork school. It can be a double edged sword however, because when people gather to watch movies that have been downloaded illegally, they pick the most heinously shitty movies ever created. I would like to extend a very special fuck you to: Fight Club, Pitch Black, The Negotiator, Blue Streak, and Fist Fuck Anal Orgy 9. |
