Sad News

Well this truly sucks.  I think there is a lesson contained in here, a positive change in behavior, but it still sucks royally.

I may have lost both my watch and my camera last night.

Yesterday, after school, I decided it was going to be a night of serious partying.  That’s the norm for a Friday and/or Saturday night regardless if you are in Bluche or San Francisco.  At least…sorta.

It was another typical party night here…lots of initial drinking at one of the dorm buildings, then off to San’nick for additional drinking…then catching a cab up to Montana for even more drinking.  That is par for the course.

So that’s what I did.  Without going into all the gory details the last place I recall having both things was at Absolute (I mentioned the place before).  I was hanging out with Karl drinking a bottle of vodka he had bought (for a painful amount of money...club prices folks…at least 7 times too much).  I was taking random pictures of people in the club.  I had taken off my watch because I was dancing a lot too.

I must have left them both there.  I tried not to think about it all day today but through some events it became obvious that they are both gone.

This makes me tremendously sad.

The camera…although neither the best nor the fanciest…was my camera.  It was a major part of my communication with home and a blast to play with.  

The watch…ugh, this is even worse to me.  It was a high school graduation present from my grandparents, and something I rarely ever wore until I came here.  But since I was wearing slacks, tie, blazer, etc every day for school I started wearing it…got used to it…and would wear it every day.

Both these things have a lot of sentimental value to me and this is a heartbreaker.  

The people that own Absolute also own San’nick.  Absolute will be closed tomorrow but San’nick will be open (I believe) so I’ll try talking to them about this.  Hopefully some considerate employee found them both and is holding them there for me.  Sadly I’m not that hopeful though.

So I mentioned a lesson…and here it is…

I was up until 4:30 am yesterday partying.  I spent a foolish amount of money, I lost both my camera and my watch, and…honestly…I didn’t have that great a time.  Sure it was fun…but not very rewarding.  Today was pretty much a waste because I was just so tired.

Maybe I’m overreacting a bit here…but I really don’t want to be a hardcore partier again.  I did that once before the first time I was in college

Note:  There is a fight outside right now…how fitting

Anyway, the first time I was in college I partied like a maniac.  It was pretty similar to this in fact.  And I suffered tremendously because of that.  Yes…I had many fun times but it hurt me.

And now here I am again…in that same sort of atmosphere.  And last night was just a taste of the crap that comes from this sort of thing.

Look…this isn’t a new experience for me (in a lot of ways).  This is something I’ve been through before.  I know this world and this lifestyle.  It’s just not me anymore.

I think the 5 am party nights are behind me now.  Beers with friends is still an important thing…cutting loose on occasion is necessary.  But night after night of the same old song and dance…I just don’t need that in my life anymore.

God I hate growing up.