It's a new year, meet trarrible.

and things aren't seeming barely less horrigic, which is a mix of horrible and tragic, which could also be trarrible, which sounds worse than the first one, so let's go with that. Trarrible.

What could lead someone to invent a new word such as this? Probably a new years eve wherein you nearly get your head bashed in by some people unwilling to let go of their massive ego's for a single night, in an attempt to embrace the new year with a bit of humour and poise. What else should I expect from the local populace in Riverside, the town i reside in, or the rest of southern California for that matter. A vibe that was screaming "who the fuck are you and when are you leaving?" was practically painted on the walls, most of it by the people who had invited us to the place to begin with.

The ball dropped right at midnight, as expected, and shortly after the obligatory party-destroying-fight-between-insecure-alpha-males took place, as expected, meant I was in my car drifting home by 12:35 a.m., as expected.

Shortly after, my winter class started, which happens to be at my old high school, in a room i was actually in before, which is all sorts of creepy. Walking through campus at night through my old school, is like a trip down memory lane. If memory lane was in some kind of purgatory, or hell, or helpgatory, or purgell, or wisconson.

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