"As I aimlessly meandered through at least a hundred drunk, horny people
in a house known as the Lounge, a lot of things occurred to me that I
had never previously realized. Let me start by saying this: Like many
of you out there, I am a socially late bloomer in a lot of aspects. I
never partied in high school; I didn't party my first two years of
college; and I just didn't transition well from high school to college,
socially. But this was my life for about three years, with an extensive
detour into an unpleasant binge last year that led me to what is
commonly known as "rock bottom."
Here's what I realized during the Lounge party about the real world: It
sucks. All it means is that you become a slave to a terrible job (no
matter how much you convince yourself you love it), go to bed before
the Daily Show and Colbert, and maybe have a good time when the weekend
comes - if you're not too tired. And what do you have to show for it? A
huge plasma television, some nice carpet and an inane life sponsored by
ExtenZe. Is this really what we're preparing ourselves for when college
ends?
Don't Get Trapped
At perhaps his last college kegger, one senior is moved to reflect on the cookie-cutter apartment and boring job awaiting him upon graduation. He decides that's not a real enough world for him.