Once again it's 8 a.m. I find myself sitting at the same table surrounded by the same people except now they look like a bunch of well.. umm hrmm let's see how can I put this?
Have you ever seen the film night of the living dead? Well I have, and I gotta say that I can swore that I saw a couple of the extras today in the cafeteria. I was about to start bustin' caps as one would say but then I realized that they were not zombies but rather pledges.
I thought the no make up thing and the destroyed clothing was a joke at first. But oh my God how I was wrong. Make up is a gift from God even greater then that of fire... I wish I could rewrite history and say that Prometheus stole Maybelene from the god's and gave it to women.
I thought the no make up thing and the destroyed clothing was a joke at first. But oh my God how I was wrong. Make up is a gift from God even greater then that of fire... I wish I could rewrite history and say that Prometheus stole Maybelene from the god's and gave it to women.
The highlight of the day was seeing some pledges parade themselves in lines according to size order... The last time this happened, well... Let's not go there. But come on this is not San Quentin it's a college cafeteria.
The Nazi's started yelling at me for being soulless (psh me soulless I didn't just curb stomp your pledgie that was you) and an arrogant piece of [insert obscenity here]. I love it.
WRAP UP DAY 2:
Well as it seems to be a great majority of the juicy stuff is going to be done off campus (boo), but I have decided to not rest until I get some more epic tales. Truth be told, I really am not as soulless as a person that I seem. I do have feelings and emotions. It's just that all of these people have bee ntelling me how easy it is going to be for the past SIX MONTHS and now that it's the time to step up to the plate they are all crying to me.. "Oh my God Johnny you were right blah blah blah blah blahhhhh." Introspectively though I would love to do all of the things they are doing. How on earth they aren't just laughing in the sororities faces is just beyond me. I mean I am not a trouble maker by no means (well other then this blog) but if someone six months older then me is yelling at just because they are wearing a 25$ sweatshirt with letters on it, oh God how fast the retribution would be. ( I mean unless the Fraternity/Sorority was National and you are actually getting something out of joining it, then AND ONLY then would I MAYBE [and when I say maybe I mean like Hell has to be frozen solid and John Grisham has to write a good book] maybe consider the whole thing, but other then that I think these people are out of their minds.
Stay tuned for part three.
0 comments:
Post a Comment