Real Life, by Aaron Vandenberg
Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Blackjack and Flappers…

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Okay, so I got back from studying ALL Saturday because I am just studious () my coolest friends were waiting in their best garb, though some were dressed in twenties dress, but other were definitely just dressed. Thank heavens. After picking up some more friends we headed up to the student center to partake in some pseudo-student gambling. These activities subjectively reinforced what some would call just good plain fun but I thought it had a tinge of Vegas, which is quite questionable.

We got there and gambling tables had been set up for students to try their hand at Blackjack, poker, roulette, and bingo but I got bored quickly. This is mainly due to my incompetence with winning any money in the setting of the gaming industry but oh well.

What’s that? Ah…music. And it’s what you would call a “special” evening because I really don’t dance but only in “special” designated dates. Let me tell you what, I busted my moves on the dance floor. This was more for my amusement than others but somehow I think that others got just as much enjoyment laughing at my feet slosh across the ground in a confusing conglomeration of break dancing, swing and salsa all at the same time. There is one word: Yikes. But alas, dance the night away.

My resulting Sunday threw me into a pit of despair as I realized how much work I had in the brevity of one day. 12 hours later my friends and I jumped in a car (hehehe-on a school night) at 12:00 at night to feed the pang of hunger as it crept into all of our morphing brains ready to suck out all the energy we had. We must have food! Let me tell you, 24 hour restaurants are God’s gift to students. Getting the midnight munchies from reading all day can only be cured by a good pancake with strawberries and a really nice waitress, who I swear are the foundation of America.

Yet we depart on the note that this semester if flying by. It is already Wednesday evening at 1:30 AM as I type this out and I still am thinking it might be Monday. Where is the time going? Will it slow down ever? Probably not but until then I am going to get some food.