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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.
Current Mood: discontentdiscontent
Current Music: ... "Evaporated," Ben Folds Five
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.^^;