I just picked up a copy of The Pride, my school's weekly independent student newspaper. I don't usually pick up a copy unless I'm in it, I know someone featured in it, or if I hear the art section is exceptionally good. Today, though, was different. I happened to read the headlining news titled 'Spring Fling Halted Early- Night under the stars takes terrible turn' and I was hooked.
Well, I kept reading on. I never read, but who can turn down a title so unexaggereated and unvarished. Well, it turns out that the Spring Fling was supposed to be a night under the stars on a yacht in the San Diego Harbor. Most people i'm guessing were under 21 and were already visibly inebriated. This is when it gets good. Picture a line of people in costly clothes, people with dates, people without dates, some high, some people who have a little buzz going on, some completely sober-- all waiting and anxious to have a great time. Then picture one person, boy or girl (you pick) and he or she turns pale in the face and vomits all over some innocent by standers.
Oh yeah. What a blast.
Then it goes on. The security lets these minors onto the boat where they are free to play at poker tables and dance on the dance floor. It so happens that the boat hadn't been out to sea for very long when the security said to head back to shore. He procalimed "this thing is over" after seeing a couple having sex in the middle of the poker room next to a dealer. Then someone decides to jump off the boat. Yes, that's right people... I go to Cal State San Marcos.
In a way, I kind of wish I was there. Not to be a part of the mayhem but to just be a fly on the wall for amusement's sake. On the other hand, I am so glad that I am the way I am and that I surround myself with people who when I start doing something completely ludicrous and absurd will say "Christina, stop--you look like an idiot."
I love to have fun, don't be mistaken. A few drinks, music, dancing... that is all fine by me! I am up for a good time. But when you're looking like a fool throwing up and jumping off boats in the middle of the night-- I think i'd have a lot more fun just sitting at home watching a Jane Austen inspired movie and making a little home inside my bed.
In that way, I am definitely a home body. Never thought i'd say that since i'm all about traveling and looking for a new world that i've never seen before.
However, this is an exception.
Home body I am. Yeah...
3.20.2008
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- I am Christina.
- The day my mother gave me wings was the day I started learning how to fly. I'm now realizing that it takes a lifetime to learn how to soar. This is my journey. Well, a part of it.
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