Back in America: Rush Week

America is apparently experiencing a Snowmaggedon...but ya'll knew that. The interesting thing is...

Indie Kid is RUSHING THE FRATERNITY!!!

FUCK YEAH!





FUCK YEAH HE'S HOT!



Let's hope he makes it through the end which he probably will unless Snowmaggedon 2 comes later in the year. All those schpiels I gave him finally worked, haha. Ever since the second time I saw him, I'd just go on and on about how awesome fraternity life is,(he was probably getting annoyed by it since I said the same things...especially since I was wasted for almost all of them) and it is but finally, he relented. Although, to be honest, he was already sold the first time he met me and the rest of the fraternity, and the "nips", neophytes, new brothers that came in last semester became friends with him too. When they were pledging, he wasn't so now he has to contend with new brothers he knew before...ha, sucks for him but all's the well. It was his dad that didn't want him to join last semester...but alls the well.



I know he's probably straight...and that doing anything with him when I come back is doubly taboo, gay-straight, frat brother-brother...but a drunken night in the privacy of my own room and no one will ever have to know...



He has brown longish hair, like some of the pics above, the sideways one, if it was wet, it'd probably look like the first pic. It seems like it changes colors I think...but yeah, the pictures are to "celebrate" I guess b/c I try to refrain from posting overtly nude pics, but who doesn't want to see Indie Kids? haha

Critic?

So I got my 2nd paper from my Creative Writing Tutor and this is what he said:

"You convey the sense ...to life is unknowable but also chaotic - a life that is not so much lived as in control, leaving the person living is bearaed and siyshine and keep up?...)



The dot dot dots are the things I can't really read and he goes on to say how an effective piece it was...Now, don't get me wrong, I love that everything I write for him is a fantastic piece but since he is a published novelist (I think I'll read his book before term is done) I would expect his criticism to be a little harsher. And the words that he uses for the piece seem a little over the top because quite frankly, in my view, it's really not that good. The piece wasn't perfect either and he still gave helpful suggestions to improve it. The important thing is I am learning about how to deliver a message more clearly. Then again, he is a writer so he definitely has a way with words.

Of course, I'm not really complaining, I'd rather have this then him tearing me a new asshole. After all, it is creative writing, anything goes and for him to destroy my creative work doesn't make any sense because there's so much different styles out there.

It was about George Bush...but I don't just make fun of him. I tried to show different levels of him.

My Gender Psychology tutorial is pretty boring...and because I write it the day before suffers from grammar mistakes, unscientific writing, etc. The tutorial is too scientific and not too...philosophical? sociological? inner psyche study? It mostly revolves around reading different theories and its just really boring, more boring than I wanted it to be.

Oscar Wilde Room

I decided to check out the Oscar Wilde Room they had in Magdelen College, his alma mater. The room has four white walls, empty, and chairs strewn around for no particular purpose. There was no imagination, it lived within its means. Its nothing like Oscar Wilde.

(And there was no cute guy in front of the white wall)


"Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative" - My daily life has been relegated to waking up, checking up on American friends, a lunch, procrastination before finally studying. How did this become so consistent?

"I always like to know about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones."

Most of the people I've met have been transitory, as in I would meet them for that one night, have scintillating conversation, and make plans to see each other again, it hasn't happened.

"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."

He said this in the 1800's when there were no Internet and the mass of information available nowadays. With regards to the previous quote, I think I've had the same conversation about Americans, my studies, and stereotypes we think of each other. And the weather too. about a few dozen times...

"Work is the curse of the drinking classes"
Very true although Al and I never see each other anymore.





"One's real life is often the life one does not lead"

He's my fucking hero. except for going to jail part because he was a convicted homosexual.