So, I went to go visit my buddy Talone (who will be contributing to this blog as well) the other day at his school. He’d just finished finals and seriously wanted to celebrate, so what’s a small train ride to partake in the fun, eh? I wound up going up with an old buddy of mine from home, so we all had a good time. There was much revelry to be had, featuring a drunken Halo 2 tournament and a showing of Hot Fuzz, and when everyone was good and stumbling, one kid in the group decided that it would be a great idea to head up to the roof of the international affairs building on campus to watch the sun rise.
So, why not right? Trying to not look too suspicious while walking through the center of campus with armfuls of blankets and cushions, we made our way to the tallest building around and hopped on the elevator, and on our way up we noticed that the elevator had a really distinct smell, but just couldn’t place it. We got to the top and made our way (the 10 or so of us) to the roof and found these two people staring at the sky, burning incense and listening to some cool African tribal music. Sweet, we found some new friends; really cool people too. At some point during the night, a group of graduate students came up and asked us if we were with some organization in the area, since this was apparently their big hangout spot. They pulled out more alcohol and sat down with us, and next thing you know it was a full-blown party at 2 in the morning on the roof.
At some point during the night, I made my way down to the bathroom on the 15th floor and scared the shit out of the cleaning staff, who clearly did not expect to see some bleary-eyed guy trudging out of the bathroom at 3 or 4 in the morning. Of course, I later realized that it wasn’t my presence that surprised them. No, it was a double-take to the Men sign next to the door that made me realize that they just couldn’t figure out if I was in the right room or not. God damn it. I really wish I could say that was the first time that’s happened. But hey, when you grow your hair out and can’t grow any facial hair to save your life, you really do have to see shit like this coming.
So, it was mad cold and windy all night and we didn’t actually get to see the sunrise since it was cloudy by the morning, but it was a pretty cool time and the end-of-year closure I needed, since I never really celebrated properly. This school year is over, and I expect you won’t be hearing much about Major Tech School for a few months. Trust me, you’re better off that way. I’m gonna go watch a l’arc concert till I pass out. Rock on!
