Let’s get our acts together

Sure, people frequently say “shit happens,” but shitting shouldn’t happen on the Rec. Center floor.

It may not have been included in this week’s Cop Shop, but we are aware that someone defecated on the ground at last weekend’s Spring Concert.

This takes the phrase “communal bathroom” to a whole new level, and quite frankly, that is disgusting.

As seen in Cop Shop, when asked what her name was, one intoxicated female responded with the date “May 27, 2010.” Humorous, yes, yet sad at the same time.

Numerous other students were transported and another individual spit on a police officer. One student had a gash on his forehead, while others couldn’t hold their bladders waiting in line for a Porta Potty and urinated elsewhere.

It sounds like utter chaos, or a scene out of a reality TV show.

An especially fitting comparison is to VH1’s “Flavor of Love.” Remember when Pumkin spit on New York? Or when Somethin’ took a dump on the stairs?

Yes, it is exciting that your favorite performer is coming to the College, but what fun is it if you are blacked out for the whole thing?

The fact of the matter is that to actually enjoy a concert, you should be able to remember it.

We are in college, so of course getting rowdy at school functions may seem to enhance the overall experience of an event, but there definitely is a limit to what is acceptable behavior.

Regardless of whether or not you choose to drink, at least be responsible about it. You should be mindful of yourself and authority.

As a college known for attracting some of the best and brightest, the behavior at this past weekend’s concert certainly takes away from that status. It is a poor reflection of our student body.

Yes, it is true that students have been able to get by without so much as a documentation from a CA, but the conduct at this concert takes inappropriateness to a whole new level. Basically, we cannot just do whatever we want whenever we want. We’re bound to get in trouble if we continue to act like animals. And if the authorities don’t catch us, our peers will still take notice.

Do you want to be remembered as the boy who clunked his head into a cement wall? Would you want to literally make your mark at this school with fecal matter?

Let’s get our shit together, people — before we let it out in public.