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things to look forward to in 2012

I'm really excited about 2012.

These first three months have been awesome so far. I moved into a dope house and befriended a girl I want to be around for the rest of my life. I saw Aziz Ansari do stand-up at Wiseguys. Holly flew out from Missouri, we saw Anthony Green, and I did more adventuring in 5 days than I thought possible. Here are some more things to get fucking pumped about:

     * March 11 - my 20th birthday! aw yeah
     * March 17 - Chelsi's Emerald City party
     * March 23 - Typhoon at Kilby Court
     * March 24 - my huge rager birthday party AND Holi Festival of Colors!
     * March 25 - MAD MEN STARTS UP AGAIN
     * April 29 - M83 at In The Venue
     * May 28 - The Shins at Red Butte Gardens
     * May 29 - Bon Iver at Red Butte
     * June 28 - The Avett Brothers & City and Colour at Gallivan Center

media

Earlier in the week I went on a date to the Los Campesinos! show at Club Sound. They're not anything that I would normally listen to, but it was a pretty good show. Here's a few songs of theirs.

In unrelated news, James dragged me to see Anonymous at the dollar theatre last week. I've never read anything by Shakespeare and I wasn't aware that there were people who think his works were written by a nobleman, but I really enjoyed the movie. I love all movies and books set in the Elizabethan era. If you haven't seen it yet, go. Do it now. 

party central

oh hey guys, did you miss me?

I haven't really been in the blogging mood. Or in any kind of mood that involves a computer. I've been bored with the internet lately. I deactivated my facebook, took a break from tumblr, and tried not to sit on my computer or phone when I was bored. I've been spending a lot of time watching Netflix documentaries and playing old school video games with my roommate Molly. We've also been getting into Mad Men. So when we're feeling especially homework'd or partied out, we'll plop down in front of the TV and watch Mad Men for 6 hours. hah. Not much better than sitting on the internet but whatever. We're bonding.

I really like living in Diagon Alley. I have four roommates: Alee and Molly upstairs and Jacey and Krysta downstairs with me. Jacey and Krysta are literally never home and the basement is like a dungeon, so I spend most of my time upstairs with Molly. Here, peep the basement:

and then compare it to the main floor:

Molly and I have thrown two parties since I've moved in. The first was really small and chill. We sat around drinking tall boys and playing card games and Twister. This was all we had to clean up when people left:

The second party was the absolute opposite. There were over 100 people here and we probably only knew about 15% of them. Molly and I started drinking at 6pm so by the time people finally started showing up at 10, we were already gone. I have no idea when our house filled to the brim. One second I was letting Craig and Diego and all of their friends in and the next, it was like walking through the front rows of a Twilight concert. It was ridiculous. Early on I took this picture, so imagine this times 12:

I was reallly drunk and a little high so the amount of people in the house tripped me out. I started getting paranoid that we were going to get busted since we live right on 1300 E.... which turned me into an agro bitch. I tried to make people quiet down at first but that was an epic fail. We unplugged the music, turned the lights off, and even had a megaphone but nothing worked. People started chanting "MUSIC! MUSIC! MUSIC!" and kept trying to plug their own music in... Haha. That's when shit got crazy. I started full on screaming at people to shut the fuck up and get the fuck out. We got a group of people together to guard both doors and kick people out who didn't know the owners of the house. I got so violent. I've never hit a person in my life but apparently I was elbowing and shoving people who wouldn't get out of my way and at one point, I punched a girl in the face because she argued with me about coming in. Eventually I gave up and accepted that our party was a success and that I needed to chill the fuck out. 

The next morning was probably the worst hangover I've ever had. Molly dragged me to the Village Inn, which was not a good idea at all. I think I spent more time throwing up in the bathroom than with Molly at the table. Then I came home, continued to puke, and wished that I would die already. But Molly wouldn't let me. I had already picked up all of the beer cans and other various shit that people left behind, but we had even more work to do. We had to collect the couch cushions from the front yard, collect our mailbox from the neighbor's yard, and sweep up a beer bottle that someone had so graciously smashed on our front porch. THEN we had to sweep and mop the entire upstairs because the floor was covered in beer. 

The best part of clean-up was discovering beers on ledges.

The worst was discovering that the giraffe had been brutally murdered.

Haha. We're throwing another rager in a month or so for my birthday. We've already agreed that we're all gonna be calm (especially me) and let what happens happen. I'm stoked. 

the new year

So this is the new year. 2012. Possibly the last year any of us will experience. 
It's been a pretty busy year for me so far. On New Year's Eve I moved out of the dorms and into an awesome house near the bottom of campus. Then I threw a huge party. It was doooope.

My resolution this year is not to drink any alcohol. Ideally, I think it would be nice to wait until I turn 21 to drink. But we'll see. My friends are borderline alcoholics so it could prove to be difficult. I also want to cut out soda, as I do every year, as soon as I finish all the soda that's left from the party. I have 4-5 more cans of diet grapefruit soda I need to push through. :( They're so disgusting, but no one else in my house wants them and I don't want to pour them out since I paid for them and I'm extremely broke at the moment.

I started school this week. I changed my schedule (again) so I have 3 classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays and an online class. I'm down from 19 credits to 12 but I have a feeling the classes I'm taking are going to stress me out hard. 

    + 9:10-10:30 Intro to Ethical Dilemmas

    + 10:45-12:05 Human Origins: Evolution and Diversity
    + 12:25-1:45 Family Studies
    + online Evolution of Human Nature (again)

Paul and I are taking Evolution and Intro to Ethical Bullshit together. He loves our ethics class but I think it's a load of crap. There's this girl named Tschaun who has a question or a comment for every single thing our professor goes over. On the first day of class we were learning about how in an argument there should be premises and a conclusion. If the conclusion makes sense, you have to check that the premises are absolutely true. If you don't know what I'm talking about, here's an example:

    + All humans are mortals.
    + Socrates was a human.
    + Therefore, Socrates was a mortal.

It's so easy. I learned this kind of stuff when I was a freshman in high school. Yet this girl could not find a way to agree with our professor. The example he was going over in class had premises that could be challenged. But whenever someone made an argument against a premise, she had to "clarify" whatever the person just said. It's hard to explain. You'd have to be there. But BASICALLY, she's a pain in my ass and I hate the class.

I really really like my Human Origins class. The professor goes over really interesting material and doesn't drone on like some of my other professors. I'm interested in everything he has to say. I'm not sure how I feel about my Family Studies class. I didn't want to take it because I don't really care to learn about families, but if I want to major in Human Development (I'm still unsure), it's a required class. I'm retaking Evolution because I'm an idiot and never went to class last semester so I got a C. Plus Paul wanted to take it and I can't say no to him.