Serge: 1, Psyc TA: 0

My psyc TA emailed my professor, who responded that I was allowed to do my psyc experiment. To which I respond: owned.

This weekend was pretty crazy. Where should I even begin? Friday night, I went to DU (one of the many fraternities on my campus). So, I’m standing in line at DU (they capped the party at 350 people and I had to wait for people to get out so that I could get in). When I get to the front of the line, the guy collecting money (parties cost $5) says, “Are you going to pay for the girl, too?” So I look around and there’s a moderately attractive girl standing behind me, so I agree. The thing is, even now I have no idea why I did it. I think that I had some small hope inside me that she would hook up with me if I paid for her, but that didn’t happen.

I took the drunk van home from the party and I’m afraid I might have been a little belligerent. The driver said that she wouldn’t take me to my dorm, and that made me rather unhappy. I proceeded to shout things like, “Let’s go to [my dorm]!” or “How come we aren’t going to [my dorm]?” or “Why are we going in circles?” (We really did make a circle at one point, I swear.) I also commented about how the bus was a magical fairy ride and acted as a conflict mediator when another drunk van patron commented that another passenger (not me) should “go back to Mexico.” In the end, the driver capitulated to my unfailing insistence and I arrived home safely.