Sarah's apartment got broken into this weekend.
Fuuuuuuuuuck.
I know I shouldn't complain. I know it wasn't my house. I wasn't made to feel violated in the same way, her insurance company is covering it, and for these reasons I feel a combination of relief and guilt. But that computer was my house. It's been with my longer than any apartment, anything I have had and discarded over the last few years. My music, my pictures, my journals, my essays, all gone. All there for someone else to see, but never again for me. They took it to Best Buy to get everything they needed to make it their own. The guy at Geek Squad knew it was stolen, but couldn't do anything without losing his job. He contacted me later, found me on Myspace, after the man with my Mac was gone. He asked me for anonymity. Best Buy has too many privacy laws.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Kickin' it old school.
I'm sitting in the "Learning Resource Center" at KCC. In other words, a library with some computers in it. What was it called in high school? The media lab or technology center or something. I don't know why we can't just modify our definition of library a little. It is full of books.
I'm trying to study a bit for my upcoming test in World Lit. Reading over the Spark Notes for each of the ancient texts. Of course, I am slightly distracted by facebook chat. It really is the ultimate in time wasting. And what is going on around me, you may ask?
In our little triangle of computers, there are seven people. Me, a girl who is in my Comm 101 class who I can see is working on her speech for Thursday, and five idiots gathered around the third computer like it was a television in their parents' living room. Three dudes bros are doing very bad impressions of what I gather was last night's episode of Family Guy. The girls are giggling like these guys are the funniest, most clever people they have ever met. They show each other stupid videos on YouTube: headphones plugged in and turned up all the way so they can all hear. All of their phones go off constantly - not on vibrate but instead yelling out the latest rap single - and they sit around chatting over each other saying things like, "I got so hammered this weekend.. No, it's cool, I'm just in the library." The dudes wander off and one of the girls still sitting on the desk tell the other girl quite loudly how she had sex with one of them at his grandmother's house before going out and "getting shitty, hehehe." In the twenty or so triangles around us, the same scene plays out, over and over and over..
Really? REALLY? Have you no couth? No manners at all? I mean, I am not prude, and I'm not that asshole who gets angry if you come over and tell a friend hello, but this is just completely ridiculous. It's shit like this that makes me truly believe all the reports about our generation being the turd of civilized society. As I type this, three hours later, the phone of the girl in the same thing as me has gone off - and this isn't an exaggeration - at least thirty times. She is texting, but has on headphones on also, and doesn't hear it half the time. C'mon. Wouldn't vibrate benefit us both at this point? But instead, over and over, "(Bum bumbum) You came here by yoursellllllf TONIIIIIGHT..."
And that is why, for the thousandth time in my life, I am saying:
Fuck you, KCC.
Fuck all the girls with their Baby Phat coats and Pink! sweatpants, bunched up around their Ugg boots, carrying Lamb purses, talking on their phones like there is actually anyone in the world who would care if you choked.
Fuck the dude bros with their sideways hats and baby faces. Yes, I am five years older than you, and I don't give a fuck how cool you are.
Fuck all you fat assholes who walk around all lopsided because you can't easily reach your fatass arms around your fatass body to your rolly backpack, then take the elevator up one floor and look at me like you are going to eat me for my ability to take the stairs.
Fuck the lazy library staff who don't say anything when it's as loud in here as it is in the lounge.
Fuck all the couples, walking around entwined in each other and making out. It was gross in high school, and it's disgusting in college.
Fuck all the athletes, in your Bruin gear, going to college for free because you can play basketball at a CC level. Athletics/athletic scholarships at community colleges are the biggest waste of tax dollars and my tuition that it makes me shake with anger.
Fuck whoever decided a tiny iceberg salad should cost $4.50.
Fuck all the art students who walk around like this is the hub of modern creativity and they are the next Andy Warhol/Thomas Kinkade.
Fuck everyone who gets in a shouting match/physical fight IN COLLEGE! Grow the fuck up!!
Fuck every moron in all the Soci/Poli Sci classes I have ever taken, who say crime, poverty, illiteracy, etc, are personal problems that deserve no government aid.
But seriously, fuck rolly backpacks.
But here is something I have never been able to say before: Four more days here, and I am DONE! Good Riddance, Kellogg Community College. Congratulations on being the inner city high school of Michigan colleges.
I'm trying to study a bit for my upcoming test in World Lit. Reading over the Spark Notes for each of the ancient texts. Of course, I am slightly distracted by facebook chat. It really is the ultimate in time wasting. And what is going on around me, you may ask?
In our little triangle of computers, there are seven people. Me, a girl who is in my Comm 101 class who I can see is working on her speech for Thursday, and five idiots gathered around the third computer like it was a television in their parents' living room. Three dudes bros are doing very bad impressions of what I gather was last night's episode of Family Guy. The girls are giggling like these guys are the funniest, most clever people they have ever met. They show each other stupid videos on YouTube: headphones plugged in and turned up all the way so they can all hear. All of their phones go off constantly - not on vibrate but instead yelling out the latest rap single - and they sit around chatting over each other saying things like, "I got so hammered this weekend.. No, it's cool, I'm just in the library." The dudes wander off and one of the girls still sitting on the desk tell the other girl quite loudly how she had sex with one of them at his grandmother's house before going out and "getting shitty, hehehe." In the twenty or so triangles around us, the same scene plays out, over and over and over..
Really? REALLY? Have you no couth? No manners at all? I mean, I am not prude, and I'm not that asshole who gets angry if you come over and tell a friend hello, but this is just completely ridiculous. It's shit like this that makes me truly believe all the reports about our generation being the turd of civilized society. As I type this, three hours later, the phone of the girl in the same thing as me has gone off - and this isn't an exaggeration - at least thirty times. She is texting, but has on headphones on also, and doesn't hear it half the time. C'mon. Wouldn't vibrate benefit us both at this point? But instead, over and over, "(Bum bumbum) You came here by yoursellllllf TONIIIIIGHT..."
And that is why, for the thousandth time in my life, I am saying:
Fuck you, KCC.
Fuck all the girls with their Baby Phat coats and Pink! sweatpants, bunched up around their Ugg boots, carrying Lamb purses, talking on their phones like there is actually anyone in the world who would care if you choked.
Fuck the dude bros with their sideways hats and baby faces. Yes, I am five years older than you, and I don't give a fuck how cool you are.
Fuck all you fat assholes who walk around all lopsided because you can't easily reach your fatass arms around your fatass body to your rolly backpack, then take the elevator up one floor and look at me like you are going to eat me for my ability to take the stairs.
Fuck the lazy library staff who don't say anything when it's as loud in here as it is in the lounge.
Fuck all the couples, walking around entwined in each other and making out. It was gross in high school, and it's disgusting in college.
Fuck all the athletes, in your Bruin gear, going to college for free because you can play basketball at a CC level. Athletics/athletic scholarships at community colleges are the biggest waste of tax dollars and my tuition that it makes me shake with anger.
Fuck whoever decided a tiny iceberg salad should cost $4.50.
Fuck all the art students who walk around like this is the hub of modern creativity and they are the next Andy Warhol/Thomas Kinkade.
Fuck everyone who gets in a shouting match/physical fight IN COLLEGE! Grow the fuck up!!
Fuck every moron in all the Soci/Poli Sci classes I have ever taken, who say crime, poverty, illiteracy, etc, are personal problems that deserve no government aid.
But seriously, fuck rolly backpacks.
But here is something I have never been able to say before: Four more days here, and I am DONE! Good Riddance, Kellogg Community College. Congratulations on being the inner city high school of Michigan colleges.
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