I am a country girl at heart. I grew up in the middle of nowhere on a horse farm, so you could say that moving to Madison was slightly eye opening for me. I just realized how desensitized I have become. When I first moved here, I frequently had to force myself not to gawk. Just now, on my walk home from my physiology exam I passed a girl and a guy on the sidewalk. It over a block for me to register that I had just seen something out of the ordinary. The guy was carrying the girl, who looked either wasted or comatose. I expect to see this at 2:30am on a Saturday. This is 8:00 pm on a Tuesday. That takes true ambition. What the hell was so exciting. Like woo hoo, I just voted lets do shots? Apparently she was taking full advantage of "Tanked Tuesday." Maybe this is sad, but I'm actually hoping she was drunk and not roofied or something.
Saturday night I had a similar occurrence. My good friend Molly and I were walking home (because the cab wouldn't come get us) in the rain on sheets of ice. We were both laughing at each other as we slid everywhere and frequently windmilled our arms in attempts not to biff it. There was this bizarre comradery amongst everyone who was just doing their best to stay upright. One of the people we passed was a man wearing a black and white floral print dress, combat boots, and the hairiest legs I have ever seen. Molly could not help but giggle as he wished us well. We spent the rest of the walk home talking about trying to be sensitive and open minded to what could be seen as socially abnormal. Talk about a conversation I would have never had on the farm.
About Me
- nikki
- I am a random mix of things that don't belong together. One of my friends described me as a redneck-hippie. I think country-liberal is a little more accurate, but that doesn't even start to account for the aspects of me that seem in opposition. Somehow it everything works together. I guess you'd really have to get to know me to understand the extent to which these traits have manifested themselves all in the form of me.
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I too come from way out in the country, and I worked on a dairy farm here in Wisconsin for the five years before I came to college. I had a slightly different take on Madison, however. In the small town where I came from, there was nothing to do but go out drinking (I never participated however), so I was used to seeing the same kind of stuff that I see here in Madison. I do still find it funny though, I just got back to my room after seeing a group of guys who had to use the wall to help them remain standing.
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