I decided to just go home

There was a lot of talk of the wildness that would have been yesterday (does that make sense? No? Oh well.) People were really excited and amped about being done with everything. And of course the best way to celibrate...gosh...well ANYTHING in Bluche...is to get extremely drunk.

So that's what happened. And I was a part of that...sorta.

It started casually, as most things do. Have a couple drinks in Person X's room, have a couple drink in Person Y's room, move on to the bar at San'nick, eventually go to Absolut, lose all sense of time, location and well-being, wake up the next day sometime in the afternoon groaning and wondering where the hell you left your gloves/scarf/wallet/brain/lunch. Yada...rinse and repeat.

But I guess I had a moment clarity. Something...snapped. I wasn't really aware of it until this morning but wow, am I happy I did. Allow me to explain.

I had been drinking a lot in a variety of places. I was standing outside San'nick waiting for the taxi. People were running around and screaming...total chaos (and totally normal). We had to buy a ticket for the taxi...and I did. Andrea fell down and smashed her elbow...thought it was broken...realized it wasn't broken...and said "OMG LET'S GO DRINK MORE OMG OMG!". A couple of her friends, equally wasted, are saying "no no no".

I'm standing there with a ticket in my hand.

Snow is falling, and falling heavily.

I look at my ticket, then look at the crowd.

And then it happens.

What the hell am I doing? It's been a long long long week of finals and work and stress. This has been a good night, a fun night. But when we reach this point...this point of absolute drunken lunacy...people fall down and hurt themselves. People loose track of reality. People make poor decisions.

I walked over to the guy and said, "here, take my ticket". He was shocked and confused. He gave me my money back and took my ticket.

I walked over to my friends who were still arguing, still screaming, still trying to do...whatever the hell it was.

I looked at them all and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a great night. But I'm going home."

They partially noticed, partially cared and partially reacted. I sighed...and walked home.

I slept great. I feel good.

I'm getting way too old for this shit.