OH MY GOD!!! IT’S A BOOBIE!!!
We’re still talking about Janet Jackson’s breast. Why?!? It’s a freaking’ boob with a nipple ring hubcap over it. It appeared on TV for a split second (more than a split second for anyone who has TiVo) and all of America became enamored with the biggest “wardrobe malfunction” since the fashion of the 1980s. Why did we have to make such a big deal about it? Why did the Sun-Times run a picture of it in their paper the very next day?
More people know about the boobie than about most other current events. Do we care that a child was kidnapped and killed in Florida? Not really… ‘cause there’s a boobie. Do we care that a bomb exploded in a Moscow subway? Nope… we have a boobie. Did we even notice that a streaker was running around the field in the third quarter of the Super Bowl? Nope, his boobies weren’t as interesting.
It’s sad that we’re mesmerized by one breast. We call it a travesty and horribly inappropriate when a breast was exposed on TV for a millisecond. But yet we enjoy watching it over and over and over and we enjoy talking about it. I don’t know about you, but I can only say “boobie” so many times before I feel like I’m becoming mentally retarded. Actually, I take that back, mentally retarded people aren’t that stupid.
Time Waits For No One…
This school needs clocks… not just clocks… but clocks that work and are synchronized across campus. But no, we get these stupid plasma screen TVs popping up all over CCC with stupid announcements about stupid campus activities that no one goes to anyways. Why can’t UIC just use the money they scam from us for something of actual use and importance? So many times I’m in a classroom with no clock and the professors or TAs are ranting, raving, and babbling WAY over the allotted class time. They think they have more time, I know otherwise, because my next class is halfway across campus where the professor begins class early. This is a problem that easily can be remedied by someone just installing CLOCKS that are SYNCRONIZED in classrooms.
Room upon room, clocks are broken, have the wrong time, or there’s a light spot on a wall where you can obviously see a clock USED to be there. For all the money we’re throwing at the seemingly abandoned UH fountain project and all of those expensive looking plasma TVs everywhere, we don’t have enough money to buy a few damned clocks?!? What the hell is wrong with this school?
Shut Up, Will Ya?
The CCC is a very loud and noisy place especially the Inner Circle where everyone gathers for a meal and to chat with friends. Sometimes it gets to be so loud that it’s nearly impossible to hear the person you’re sitting at the same table with. I guess knowing how to talk with our “inside voices” wasn’t a prerequisite for admission to our fine institution of higher learning. And what’s worse? Random music, random videos, random dance routines, or some other ridiculousness appears out of no where sometimes. What the bloody hell?
I was eating lunch one day and suddenly an amateur DJ set up shop and started blaring really bad music in the Inner Circle. It was rather obvious that no one appreciated the bit of musical appreciation that assaulted our ear drums. People were booing the music and cheering the silence. What’d the moron behind the speakers do? Play music louder. I don’t even know who he was or why he was there. All I know is that if I ever see him, I want to sound an air horn next to his ear! And then there was the day a 5 minute clip of the UIC basketball team kept looping over and over and over. Or perhaps when the gymnasts or dancers or whatever just showed up out of no where throwing each other up in the air. I don’t believe this. How is annoying the hell out of your fellow students doing anything to support your cause? I don’t want to listen to you talking, I don’t want to listen to your bad music, I don’t want to listen to the same 5-minute clip repeatedly, and I don’t want to see you dance. I want to eat in relative peace. I suggest that you take your circus show to Afghanistan and do your little things, maybe after a while, you just might be able to annoy Osama bin Laden out of hiding.
