Saint Patty. Smh.

So I was in Clemons last night. On Saint Patrick ’s Day. Writing essays and having negative amounts of fun. Needless to say, it was depressing. The whole time I was there, all I could think about were all the lovely holiday festivities happening around grounds. The green-tinted soda beverages and fluorescent beads left over from Mardi Gras. Kids running around celebrating Thursday (the new Friday, of course) and the pride of the Irish. Bag Pipes would be playing in spite of their Scottish cultural roots and my lucky peers would be wearing silly hats that no one would ever wear on any other day. WHY UVA WHY?! Why did you take this one day away from me with your application deadlines, your take-home exams, reading, reading, reading!

I sulked home at 11pm. I had to walk past all of the parties and amusement. Holidays at UVA really are the best things in the whole world. Except when you’re at Clemons. I can’t get across how upsetting this is.

I don’t think I ever really knew the meaning of “adding insult to injury” before last night. Sulking in my cubicle, tapping away at my stupid keyboard, just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse: Rebecca Black- “Friday” – starts playing through some jerk’s laptop speakers. Are you kidding me?

First of all, let me just apologize for bringing up that godforsaken viral noise. The last thing I want is to read about such garbage on the internet, let alone blog about it. But I found it pivotal to my story. I beg your forgiveness. Meanwhile, I’m in the midst of a very nasty letter to Ark Music Factory for exposing poor 13-year-old girls to the criticism and hatred that they knew would make them famous. Congrats men, you made it to Good Morning America. I hope you go to prison.

Sorry, that was a tangent. Back to Patty.

Ok maybe I’m being dramatic. There will be other St. Patrick’s days. I’m young yet! One holiday in Clemons isn’t so bad. Besides, I made friends with the other nerds who had to be in the library on one of the best multicultural holidays ever bestowed upon Americans. Furthermore, I saw a bunch of kids throwing up on my way home…that didn’t look too appealing. They must’ve indulged a little too much in that colored soda. The cops didn’t look too pleased either… I guess they were on cleanup duty…

All in all, it’s probably for the best that I missed out this year….sigh.