Power of Love

Let's get one thing straight.

I love Ohio State. Tradition is awesome. OH-IO and all that jazz.

I jumped in Mirror Lake when I was an unsuspecting Freshman and it was sweeeeeet, dudebro.

But I'm old now and I would much rather watch the Office and eat ice cream out of the carton on Thursday nights. The fact that I have early morning classes on Friday doesn't really help my cause. Yeah, it's only one night and yeah tonight's episode of the Office was disappointing, but drunk, frat dudebros are not my cup of tea. So here I am, at my apartment, relaxing.

Oh wait. No I'm not.

I'm pretty sure my apartment building will collapse if one more person sings an out of key rendition of "We Don't Give a Darn (keepin' it PG, Folks!) For The Whole State Of Michigan". "Little" Wayne apparently lives under my bedroom and drunk girls are so graciously Drunk Caroling just in time for this weekends festivities.

pleaseshootme.

However, my roommate and I have found the greatest artillery for this friendly fire: Celine Dion.

Yes, another secret indulgence. But my Canadian diva has amazingly shut the goons up. After relentlessly trying to soundproof our apartment for a little peace and quiet, we eventually gave up and decided to have a song-off with "Little" Wayne below us. Nothing says school spirit like blasting a little "My Heart Will Go On" in response to an O-H. Yeah. Suck on that, Michigan. This weekend we will be Beauty and you will be the Beast. (But not the good beast. If Gaston was a beast, that's who you would be. Yeah. I'm not making sense.) But no seriously, we haven't heard a peep out of our neighbors since "It's All Coming Back To Me Now".

You know what else is coming back to me? Peace and quiet.

I'm so at peace with our Celine marathon that I didn't even hear that kid fall down three flights of stairs.

Go Bucks.

Are your neighbors obnoxious?

Watch this. People's ears will bleed and hearts will burst with happiness. Trust me.