In my last blog it occurred to me that I'm rather fond of creating lists. As a result, I present to you this list of things you should know in order to fully understand this post:
1. Right now it's 80 degrees, sunny, and a holiday here.
2. I'm writing a blog...
3. I don't like to write blogs when it's 80 degrees, sunny, and a holiday
4. Really, I loathe it..
NONETHELESS, something that I've found interesting here has inspired me to write this blog as motivation—a call to action, if you will.. and it's all thanks to the university life here.
It's time to start ripping off our clothes, America.
In the United States, "university" and "ripping off our clothes" typically means that somebody is doing something less than intelligent as a result of indulging in their favorite beverage (I'm speaking of milk, of course—too much can make ANY person get a little froggy), but I assure you that there is a difference to be found in this phrase when speaking of Argentina.
Location, location, location.
In Argentina, people don't rip their clothes off because they've spent too much time hanging around frat row, they rip their clothes off because they graduate.
I'm not sure if you're following, but it's a little different than in the United States.
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| High school graduation night. A few notes: 1. None of us are looking at the same camera. 2. I ditched the robe. It was summer and I was WAAAAAAAARM. 3. I miss these guys |
Above shows a high school graduation; I know it's not COLLEGE, but it's relatively the same style graduation… After you finish classes in college in the United States, this is typically how it is.
Can you see the problem??
Let's compare.
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| I know the quality of this isn't great, but do you really wanna see more?? |
I don't know this man, but he just finished his last exam and just finished college. Here's the order of things here in Argentina: Finish exam, proceed outside, rip off clothes, wear sign that says that you graduated, be pegged with mixture of eggs, foam, and dirt in this case.
I know it may seem like a BIT much, but allow me to allow you to partake in a tiny bit of my thought process.
"Man I can't believe I did it! I went through 4 years of attending classes, saying goodbye to free time, studying, studying, studying….studying….studying…so much studying good gosh I spent so much time looking at books."
Scenario #1: Thought after graduating in U.S:
"Now I'm going to mark this day by sitting in a chair dressed in a robe and waiting for HOURS for somebody to call me up to walk in front of every person here and receive my diploma."
Scenario #2: Thought process after exams and why I love Argentina:
"FREEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOM!!! *Rip off clothes* WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I don't even care that I'm getting pegged with eggs because I have all the time in the world to shower after this because I'M DONE WITH CLASSES!!!!"
^ Winner ^
I don't know about you guys, but I definitely know that I would love to walk out of my last exam and rip the heck out of my clothes. I might even get a Superman tattoo before-hand just in case I ended up flying afterwards.
I love being able to graduate with my friends, but I so hope that while everyone else is putting on their robes for graduation I can look at them and say, "I'm psyched for you guys, but please excuse me while I rip off my clothes."
I know this blog was short, but I hope you guys don't think it was a rip-off*.
Until next time, savages!
BenjamÃn