Thursday, February 10, 2005

Randomness

I have exactly 20 minutes before I have to go to Milton, so I'm going to see how much crap I can throw out here before I go. I am in the Language Lab at school which is a hotbed of pretentiousness and pettiness, let me tell you. This girl just looked at this guy beside of me and said, "Those words are sooooo Indo European. It just makes you sick." I swear to God. Exact words. Shoot me now.

The Official Hierarchy of Coolness (as Deemed by Society, not be me) of Majors
1. Government/Public Policy--These are the kids who were voted most likely to succeed in high school and most likely to fuck a whole sorority in college. They wear J. Crew shirts everyday. They smell like beer and money.
2. Chemistry/Biology--These people will have money someday, so you want to like them for that, but they are so fucking annoying you just end up hating them and reminding yourself that Tolstoy said that rational science was the devil. So there.
3. History--Kind of on the cusp--not cool enough to be government, not quite hip enough to be English. Questionable. If they really like history (like too much), they look it and probably haven't bathed in the past week. If they're just there because it's a major that you can go to law school with, they have a inferiority complex to the government majors. And they drink a lot.
4. English/Art History--Too cool to be cool. Rather, not cool but hip. (I am, of course, included.) Consider a volume of Pope to be a fashionable accessory.
5. Spanish/French--Ok, so there are a few of those girls who wish they lived in France or Spain and are romance novelists waiting to happen included in this, but there are also a lot of talented literary type people. There are also the Government wannabe's, but their clothes are too tight and they don't drink enough to truly fit in.
6. Physics/Geology/Computer Science. Haven't seen the light of day in 15 months. Not cool.
812. Russian/Arabic/obscure languages--Still play Dungeons and Dragons. Smell like Bactine. Once had an online date, but it didn't pan out. Take classes on Terrorism and fuck it up for everyone. (My boyfriend is of course excluded--he is an anomaly.) Not cool by anyone's standards, not even mine.

The most hideous person in the world works in the Language Lab. She is incredibly physically ugly. Mean, but true. I like to think of her as the bellringer of Washington Hall.

Prof. Savage is the coolest man on earth, possibly because he is the antithesis of cool. I love me some Milton, and that my friends, is disturbing.

There are two kinds of people in the world: Dostoevsky people and Tolstoy people. I am a Tolstoy person. Tolstoy is a writer who just happens to philosophize. Dostoevsky is a philosopher who just happens to haphazardly write.

It is cold in here. I don't understand why people insist on having windows open at all times, like they just have to have some link to the outside. God, people, we're not in prison. Not literally, at least.

Today Bon Jovi's Shot Through the Heart came on the radio as I was driving to school. It rocked. My day was made.

Must go to Milton and see my main man. Have a good un!

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