I know every few months I do one of these “Why are you people so happy and sociable?” blogs and some people might argue that maybe I’m actually the one with the problem, but fuck you. Barring people who go to a school that has trimesters because they think they’re being innovative, chances are your winter break has already ended or you’re about to start back up at school just as soon as soon America finishes celebrating the Affirmative Action of federal holidays. I don’t know if it’s the residual Christmas cheer or what some people might call “being a well adjusted member of society,” but just like how every relative you saw in the past few weeks is going to ask you about what your major is, chances are any person you’ve ever made eye contact with on campus is going to ask you how your break went. It’s understandable. People want to seem like they care about people even when they don’t know their last name. I’ll admit I’ve done it to avoid having a real conversation with some dweeb I did a group project with sophomore year. All I want to know is when are we going to stop kidding ourselves? Chances are if I actually cared how your break went I would have asked you while it was going on because that’s what I do with my real friends. And if you’re asking someone else it’s probably so you can tell them you went on a bullshit service trip and convince yourself it came up naturally so you don’t seem like the attention whore you probably are. I actually don’t even mind taking the bait and telling you how mine went, but don’t get depressed when it revolves around me drinking and watching four episodes of Cops in a row every afternoon on G4. If you’re a girl it’s probably just easier for us to smile at each other and let me tell myself you probably want the D. If you’re a guy, same deal, just without that last part. It’s for the best.