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02 February 2002 @ 09:29 pm
 
So here I am, sitting at my computer. Behind me, my roommate is getting ready to go to a party tonight, a party which she was invited to, and to which she in turn invited me and another gal we know. She brought this party up a few days ago, and we wrestled over it (figuratively speaking) for a little while, and I gave no conclusive yes or no answer.

Well, the party's in twenty minutes, and I'm not going.

I almost wish I were. I know down to the very socks what outfit I would wear, and how overheated I would eventually become, but I would wear it anyway because its my favorite. But I don't think I would enjoy myself there.

From what I hear on this campus and from friends elsewhere, it seems as though college students attend parties just to get drunk. A big joke yesterday was that they were going to get me drunk, as though my assurances of my dislike for the activity meant nothing. I have my reasons for it ...

... amongst which is that I simply don't see the point in going and drinking yourself stupid. I don't find the concept of not remembering where you were appealing, nor the concept of "losing one's self." I prefer to remain in control of who I am, what I say, and what I do. When I say these things, people laugh as though I'm a naive little girl, who simply doesn't know of the bigger and better way of things. I hate that.

KerryAK once said that if I ever came and visited him and Byron, that he'd teach me the right way to drink, and that it is not the way of most college students. His way sounds more appealing to me, but unfortunately I've totally lost contact with him, and chances of me actually visiting a state so far away are slim.

I kind of miss talking to Kerry. I did so rarely, but I liked him when I did. I think I lost his email address ... argh. -_-

Anyway, I don't particularly care for drunken people. Where I work during the breaks in the school year, they have a massive party (attendance in the thousands) twice a year, and drinks are served (if you can pay). I've seen them in action. I don't find them particularly humorous, cute, or whatever. They're just drunk.

Plus, I'm not a people person by any means ... despite my "charade" of talkative perkiness on the Internet, others have picked up that true fact. I dislike loud noise. I hate being around loud and rude people, and I'm sure that drunkeness only accentuates that part of the personality.

I know that somehow, I if I went, would wind up standing in a corner, watching everyone. Maybe wishing that I were talking with them, probably being half-way horrified by them, and definitely unable to leave my wall.

She just left the room.
 
 
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Silvermasksilvermask on February 2nd, 2002 08:20 pm (UTC)
*applauds*
^_^
a_for_anonymous on February 3rd, 2002 07:05 am (UTC)
*standing ovation*

I don't think I could have said it any better myself. I was talking to Zepp and Femme a while ago on this subject, and your views seem to be EXACTLY THE SAME AS MINE, TO THE LETTER. It's quite incredible, I don't think I've ever spoken with anyone who has agreed with me before. ^_^
I just believe that I can have fun without pumping my body full of artificial stimulants/tranquilisers. I HATE losing control of myself, and I HATE not remembering things. I also HATE doing things that I'll regret.
A lot of people have told me I'm 'uptight' and that I 'don't take enough risks' for this. I'm sorry, but these people need to learn a sharp lesson, FAST. I *DO* take risks. I just don't make even MORE risks for myself when they're not needed. I'd put my freedom on the line to state my beliefs, I'd put my love on the line to tell the truth, and I'd put my future on the line for a chance of becoming happier. But I'll NEVER, EVER put my control, or my life on the line just for some cheap thrill that I can get just out of being around people anyway.
I'm not as 'introverted' as you make youself sound, though I understand totally what you mean... lots of my friends think it's 'fun' to get drunk, cheat on their partners, and end up face-down in the mud with alcohol poisoning. The day someone can point out the 'fun' in that to me is the day that I cover my phallus in lager and scrape the skin off with a brillo pad.
Kain aka That Evil Guynanikore on February 3rd, 2002 09:10 am (UTC)
It's a good thing you didn't go, because that would've been a MONDO waste of your time, AND you would've felt even worse.

It's more fun visiting your friends' rooms and have smaller, more intimate meetings where you talk about your own "stuff" instead of going to a moron bin.

People who need drugs or alcohol to escape usually lack imagination. If I even went to any of those in my college career I would probably just leave about 2 minutes after I cross the front door. I think you'd do the same... you've got better ways to waste your time.

(I remember I got the same emode personality test results as you did a while back but I recently retook it and it said I was a Socialite o_O;; Uhm, no.)
Forythforyth on February 3rd, 2002 01:24 pm (UTC)
I definitely see what you mean, the same thing happened with one of my roommates this week. Trying to convince me with such things as "C'mon you know you wanna!" (translated from french) and i also decided that no, i didn't wan't to. I like to drink, but when socializing with friends, with moderation and having fun in another way than the supposed 'fun' of getting drunk (and i have a long experience of what it is to get drunk a lot). My roommate seems to fit your description of college people (we are college people after all^^; ) as it seems that the biggest fun in his life is when he gets drunk or high and, like i commented in my own journal, I find this sad.

So in conclusion i have to say, two thumbs up for following what you think is right, and if you fail to see those who said they'd show you how to drink properly unlike those college people well i could be able to do so heh.^^;