Sunday, December 16, 2012

Random Update (12.16.12)

The last day of classes was last Monday, which is followed by 'study days' until finals, with exams running from Thursday until the following Thursday the 20th. I had a Spanish essay due last Monday and an honors paper due on Wednesday which I have turned in. Earlier this morning (Saturday) I had my Spanish final exam, which was pretty easy. What I have been studying for the most is Economics. Rereading chapters, taking notes on them, reworking tests, etc. I'm about 65% done and have all of Sunday to finish up the more recent material, which I'm hoping is a little fresher in the ol' noggin. So I have an Economics exam on Monday at 9:00 AM, an honors exam on Tuesday at 9:00 AM (+ a talk with professor Cohen which counts as the final essay of the semester), and a Physics exam on Wednesday at 9:00 AM. I am a little scared of Physics, but after Economics I will basically only be studying for that for two days, and then I get to fly home! So it will be worth the effort. Oh, and I also have a 12 page history paper (1.5 spacing! Ah!) due Monday by midnight. I'm 9.5 pages into it, so no worries there. 

Midway through the non-stop studying and essay writing, there arose a need for a break. That break took the form of a 16-man FIFA 13 knockout tournament with a mix of roommates and intramural teammates (we lost in the quarterfinals in the intramural playoffs... maybe I forgot to mention that before). Anyways, the invitation was sent out, and 15 glory-hungry Boston College students arrived around 7:30 PM earlier this evening (Saturday) to duke it out (one of our Spanish-speaking roommates feared he would shame himself and his family by losing, and dropped out with little warning, giving Patrick a first-round bye). Attire for the event was suit and tie. Rules for attire were loosely enforced. After about three hours of yelling, Torres jokes, and quality simulated football, we arrived at the final match, staged in London's one and only Wembley Stadium. Barcelona (Frank) vs. Arsenal (me, somehow). After a quick two goals midway through the first half by Theo Walcott and Lucas Podolski, Arsenal was looking strong. However, even the home-field advantage could not hold back the silky goal machine of Barcelona. A quick goal before half, and two more in the second secured them more silverware, despite Gervinho's heartbreaking shot off the post and Walcott's late header over the bar. 

FIFA Formal, as we called it, was not a normal tournament. There were some added rules for football flavor, taken from the wonderful, creative playground of the internet. These are known as FIFA Apology Rules. They read as follows.

Lose by the following number of goals and face the following consequences:
5 - Write a Facebook apology to your opponent praising them for their brilliance. 
6 - You must kiss the feet of your opponent. 
7 - You must make your opponent a tasty sandwich. 
8 - You must be the slave of your opponent for an hour. 
9 - You must eat a tablespoon of various kitchen ingredients of your opponent's discretion. 
10 - You must send a Moonpig apology to your opponent 
11 - Winning player gets 11 minutes on the losers Facebook to do whatever they wish (No changing passwords). Whatever is put on there has to stay for at least 11 hours. 
12 - You must play the next game fully naked 
13 - You have to go to your next door neighbours and start describing the game in its full detail, minute by minute, and where fundamentally you went wrong; if they shut the door move on to the next house and pick up where you left off. 
14 - The person must wear a custom t-shirt, designed by the winner, it must have on the back, " I lost by 14 on Fifa 13 " on the front, it can have what ever the winner desires. The loser must then walk around town explaining to 14 different people why they have lost so badly and get them to sign the t-shirt. A picture must then be uploaded to facebook with the T-shirt on for further abuse. 
15 - You must send a letter to FIFA explaining in great detail why you lost by 15 goals. 
20 - You are not allowed to play FIFA, ever, ever, EVER again. 

Player Rules
Score a hat trick with Jan Vennegoor of Hesselink against someone else and they must refer to you as *your name* of *your town of choice* for a fortnight. 
Score a hat trick with Park Ji Sung and your opponent has to jog everywhere he goes, instead of walking. 
Score a hat trick with Andy Carroll/Torres/Moura and your opponent must go into a shop and insist on paying more for an item than it is worth. 
For every headed goal you concede to Aaron Lennon - you will have 2 slits shaved into your eyebrow. 
Score a hat trick with Dimitar Berbatov, and in the next game you play against your opponent, their striker cannot use the sprint button. 
Get a man sent off while playing as Arsenal and you must play the remainder of the match blindfolded. If Wenger did not see the incident, then neither shall you. 
Lose against Accrington Stanley with any top tier team, loser must reply with "Who are they?" to anything said to him for 24 hours, unless someone says "Who are they?" to which the loser must reply "Exactly". 
If you score with Phil Neville, your opponent must go to bed for the rest of the day. PENALTIES DON'T COUNT! 
Score with a hat trick with Emmanuel Adebayor against Arsenal - Your oponent must run the full length of the garden and powerslide, regardless of the weather conditions, while all others present pelt with rubbish and leftover food. 
Score With a Keeper Twice in One Game - Your opponent must buy you food from a take-out to the value of 7 quid under the name of "Fabianski". 
Score with Rory Delap - Your opponent must dry everything with a towel before use for 24 hours 
Score a hat-trick with Sotirios Kyrgiakos and your opponent must dress as a Spartan, go into their local supermarket, and shout 'THIS IS SPARTA' until thrown out. 
Be awarded 2 penalties in one game with Neymar/Busquets/Suarez - next time you are in town you will fall over dramatically 5 times when brushed by any passers by. If you wish you can scream REFFFFFFF while falling. 
Score the winning goal with Ryan Giggs against Arsenal and your opponent must replicate the celebration in your local street - swinging the shirt above the head is a must!

A brilliant bit of human creative genius, that. If you notice in the following photo, PSG lost to Barcelona 7-2. Here is what a FIFA 13 Apology looks like (an original creation!)

Dearest Frank, 

This past Saturday night, I did you the great disservice of wasting 10 minutes of your time in challenging you to a FIFA 13 match. It was with great hubris that I attempted to fell the mighty tree that is your FIFA prowess. Like the foolhardy Icarus, I ventured too near your burning sun of skill that gracefully sheds its warmth on us all. Gods should not be challenged, rather they should only be revered. So I, with a heavy heart, do intend to remain humble forever more. 

Sincerely, Airen [middle name] [last name] (esq.)


Final Bracket

Oh, and there was a big meteor shower on Friday night at 2:00 AM. That was cool.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Random Update (12.2.12)

Campus was pretty dead two Saturdays ago when J.M. and I got back from Thanksgiving in Maryland. So not that much happened Saturday night, and Sunday was a lazy day full of FIFA 13 and then some pesky Paradise Lost reading (it just takes so long... silly 17th century English epic blank verse). The truly exciting part of last week was meeting with my study abroad advisor on Tuesday afternoon. We went over studying abroad in Spain. I want to go for the entire year. The tricky part is deciding if being abroad for a full year is worth it, for example I'd miss a bunch of people at BC and family and club soccer, but also everyone I talk to who has been abroad says to go for a year if it's feasible. Which it is. I was leaning towards Barcelona for a lot of reasons. They have a great school for economics (Pompeu Fabra) they have beaches, they have unlimited soccer, and they have a ton of other stuff that I'm excited to go find. My biggest concerns are the size of the city I decide to go to, the quality of education there, and safety. I like smaller towns for the last reason, plus a smaller city is much easier to get to know quickly. However, not going to a school like Pompeu Fabra is hard to do as well. So, deciding what place for how long is the big issue. But the best thing is that I have options, it's all possible, and I'm flexible. Next year is going to be a blast. 

However back to this year, we celebrated Veb's 20th birthday this weekend, Friday night to be exact. That was a lot of fun; our 8-man suite was full of friends and everyone had a great time. Jim and I had a great photo, which you'll see displayed  below. Saturday evening, stopped by Sam and Matt's Christmas party they had in Ignacio, which they really did well. Unfortunately I couldn't stay for too long because I had to catch the last show that a school comedy group was putting on at 10:30. The group is called "Shovelhead" and a couple friends from Newton are in it. It was hilarious; I watched with Nick (roommate this summer) and some other folks. After that, I pretty much went to bed, after grabbing some food in Lower with Alex and Pat and people.

Today was a day for thinking. I read Paradise Lost for a few hours in the library. Then Christine invited me to a casual bible discussion with a few people she knew. So, I went to Cleveland Circle (a short bus ride away, CC has a bunch of little places for food and other little things like haircuts and CVS products). I got a haircut and then the four of us went to Chipotle for dinner. We talked for about 1.5 hours about Christianity, God, faith, heaven, Jesus, sin, love... you get the idea; we talked about a lot of questions to which no one has a satisfying answer. Then since Christine is losing her mind because her dreams are slowly becoming reality, she and some roommates watched the trippy movie Waking Life (2001). Oh! Also, my friend Lev had a little t-shirt project this summer, and it came through using kickstarter.com, here are the fruits of his labor. Also, it snowed. A little.

Synonymous T-shirts

Jim and I (Gemini). Frightening, I know.