night with big brother

Tonight was absolutely fabulous. Despite what one would suspect, college life has been boring thus far. I seem to study too much and the people disappear on the weekends. It's not much of a party school. Though I don't mind this, not being much of a partier myself. It does get rather dull around here though. Anyway, tonight big brother number 3 came to rescue me. He's quite the character. He can also play the role of the protective big brother at times, in his own unusual way. So anyway, he's in my room and starts talking to one of my guy friends online. The poor guy. My brother starts telling him to stay away from me, that I'm his innocent little sister, and that he can bench 350. It was hilarious though. He's always asking me about boys and alcohol, making sure I'm staying away from them because they are bad news. In my graduation card he told me that boys will try to take me away from my books. I can have all the books I want, but no boys. I love how he is protective in a half joking way.
Anyway, after making a new friend, we went to a hockey game, my first. I loved it. Who would have known. After a bit of pushing, shoving, and jabbing with their sticks I was like, "screw the puck, just start beating on each other", and they did. Three seperate times someone threw off their gloves and helmets and just went at it. The one guy left with a bloody head. I know this sounds awful, that I enjoyed watching such violence, but it was a good time. Then this guy was on the ground and my brother said something like, "go cry to your mom" when this little girl was standing in the aisle next to us. She just stood there looking at him like she thought he was talking to her. He was like "oh, not you". The poor little girl, probably scarred for life. We ended up losing the game, but I didn't really care. I had a great time anyway. It sure beat sticking around here spending the entire night thinking of something to do.