DAY 3
Oh birthdays. Personally, I really despise them. Why celebrate a day that signifies you are one year closer to death? Especially around my age, I've already passed through the gateways of adulthood and the only thing to look forward to is the big* 21*, but even then I honestly don't care about the government telling me I can drink legally. This is college. You can get alcohol, weed, and any other illegal substance imaginable around every urine-tinted hallway.
Regardless of my tangents and pessimism towards such joyous occasions, I love doing things for other people's birthdays. Although the year-closer-to-death thing still applies here, it's so fulfilling to either surprise or bug the crap out of whoever is tacking another year onto their already old selves. I'm so lucky I got to be the surpriser and the annoyance in two people's lives this year! ON THE SAME DAY.
Cordero Zuckerman, long lost brother of mine, I love you and our ridiculous antics. I feel that his weirdly and cheaply decorated place greatly exhibits our strange relationship. So much creativity, craziness, and utter randomness.
Then on the other hand is my sexy ab-clad friend Gregory, for whom I made life a living Hell. Thanks in large part to an anonymous helper, we streamered the crap out of this dude's door. Yet underneath all the torture was a lot of love..... but LET'S GET REAL. I was in it mainly for the torture :).
Along with night adventures to Village Inn, jamming out to music, and laughing in a group of people who obviously lacked sleep, April Fools Day was a complete success. And on top of everything I didn't get pranked! I was at least expecting a faked emergency room scare or a pie in the face. Come on prankers of the universe! Where the heck were you??? Also, to all of you Facebookers out there that changed relationship statuses, posted fallacies about being/having a baby mama, or declared some sort of move to the Far North, that is super weak. Way to be unoriginal people. De Disapproval Rating=THROUGH THE ROOF.
Cordero Zuckerman, long lost brother of mine, I love you and our ridiculous antics. I feel that his weirdly and cheaply decorated place greatly exhibits our strange relationship. So much creativity, craziness, and utter randomness.
Then on the other hand is my sexy ab-clad friend Gregory, for whom I made life a living Hell. Thanks in large part to an anonymous helper, we streamered the crap out of this dude's door. Yet underneath all the torture was a lot of love..... but LET'S GET REAL. I was in it mainly for the torture :).
Along with night adventures to Village Inn, jamming out to music, and laughing in a group of people who obviously lacked sleep, April Fools Day was a complete success. And on top of everything I didn't get pranked! I was at least expecting a faked emergency room scare or a pie in the face. Come on prankers of the universe! Where the heck were you??? Also, to all of you Facebookers out there that changed relationship statuses, posted fallacies about being/having a baby mama, or declared some sort of move to the Far North, that is super weak. Way to be unoriginal people. De Disapproval Rating=THROUGH THE ROOF.
ANYWHOOZLE
I hope no one got seriously injured or died yesterday. My day was purely dedicated to attempting to make others happy. What did you do? I feel like things teetered on the edge of making someone miserable instead of making them happy for most people out there. Either way, as long as both parties got a good laugh out of it there's no harm right? Right.... Unless someone died. I cannot reiterate this enough. Funniness and death normally do not correlate.
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