Finals week is a hodgepodge of emotions: stress, despair, anxiety, relief. Around the Wednesday of finals week was usually when half the students were finished with finals and ready to partake in celebratory refreshing refreshments while the remainder of students were still anxiously studying. When the cold front meets the warm front, you better bet a hurricane of tomfoolery will ensue.

My roommates and I lived on the ocean adjacent Del Playa Drive in Isla Vista. Ryan was finished with finals and headed to The Study Hall, a local dive bar with cheap drinks and loose moraled sorority girls, and proceeded to get hammer drunk. Josh, Laurentiu and I were all home studying when the Ryan hurricane busted through the door like a SWAT Team raid, grabbed a bag of chips, spouted off obscenities, called us all various versions of female reproductive organ and then passed out.

A week before we had seen something on the MTV show Jackass called antiqueing. You basically take a handful of flour and throw it at the face of your victim in an Emerilesque manner resulting in making your target look like he or she was excavated from an ancient sarcophagus. We vowed to never, under any circumstance, do this to each other.

After much discussion (not a lot at all) we decided to break the vow and antique Ryan. There’s no better study break than a little laugh at your friend’s expense…well, that is unless you video tape it and put it on the internet to immortalize his humiliation.

Posted by Forrest on Wednesday, February 06, 2008 at 4:26 PM | Permalink