North QuadOkay, i really hate North Quad. I mean, I hate beer pong tournaments on Wednesday nights. I hate stepping in barf as soon as I walk outside. I hate listening to, "My Girl" on repeat for a four straight hours. I hate getting woken up at 4am on a freaking TUESDAY because someone's drunk and needs to knock on everyone's door for the fun of it. BUT. The best part about North Quad are the fights. 1. The girlfriend/boyfriend fights at 9am Around 9am, at least three times a week, a girl and her boyfriend fight right below me. Usually I can't understand what they're talking about because he just keeps drunkenly swearing at her and she's usually just yelling at him incoherently. But just last Tuesday, I figured out that he cheated on a girl and she found the girl's BRA in his room! He told her to get the F out his room and she proceeded to cry really loudly for about 20 minutes. Then Thursday morning, she caught him talking to the other girl and yelled at him again. He swore at her again, as he always does, and she slammed the door and left. 2. Afternoon Boyfriend/Girlfriend fights These are the worst b/c I'm usually taking a nap when this different girlfriend and boyfriend are fighting and walking past my room. For some, weird, weird, weird, reason they always stop in front of MY room. And then they just fight about really stupid stuff. I think once because the guy didnt go with the girl to the pool or something. 3. "Throwing Things" Fights These aren't actually "fights." But every single party night (which is at least 5 days a week), people throw something different and break it. Like, yesterday, someone broke apart a random bike by throwing it on the ground repeatedly. The day before, it was a lawn chair. The day before, it was like four kegs. REPEATEDLY. 4. Then there are the 4am fights. You know. I can't depend on a lot of things in life. But there are two things I can always depend on: an ambulance in North Quad picking up an alcohol poisoned student and this guy who starts fights. Now, this guy is big. And he's mean. And he's a basketball player. First, he usually does it with some girl in his room, and then leaves to start a fight in front of my room. This is how the conversation usually goes: Basketball Guy: Hey!Little guy: Hey...Basketball Guy: YOU WANNA FIGHT?Little guy: Uh... no.Basketball Guy: Come on! I CAN CRUSH YOU!Little guy: Um. No, i'm not going to fight you.Basketball Guy: COME ON! FIGHT ME! This goes on for at least an hour until someone stops Basketball Guy from doing... well, nothing. At times like these, I can't lie. I LOVE FREAKING NORTH QUAD. I know I sound like a jerk being obsessed with these fights. But I can't stress this enough: if you lived in North Quad, you'd understand. Okay, back to my 3000 word essay! |