Highway 280 is an awesome highway. Much better than highway 80, 380, 580, 680, or 880...I guess the Bay Area isn’t really into variety. Of course there are highways like highway 1 that are one of the most beautiful roads you will ever drive on, but highway 280 is amazing for a different reason. It’s smooth, it’s scenic, it’s very easy to drive, ( Read more... )

Regret is an interesting idea. I used to say that I don’t have regrets. That everything that happened to me has helped make me become the person I am today, and because I like who I am today, I don’t regret how I got here. But I heard someone else say it, and I don’t know, it seems like a cheap way out to me. There are choices that, if I could ( Read more... )

What a very interesting night this has been. I am so utterly proud of my friend for taking a huge step and losing her virginity last night. It was very mature, sober, protected, basically everything you would want a first time to be. Hearing about her and her boyfriend reminded me of a relationship I had with an ex-girlfriend by the name of ( Read more... )

Clouds roll beneath me like water as we chase the sunset into the horizon. A California filled with nobody awaits my unnoticed arrival. The future crawls toward me at an unsteady pace. Never quite directing me where I expect to go. The past lays behind me motionless and ever-shrinking into the distance. The computer screen staring back at me ( Read more... )

Sean and I are first alternates into the NCAA Individual Championships. We won the fall national championships, but due to injuries we lost 2 matches to D3 teams. They were important losses. Four teams per region are allowed in, apparently we’re number 5. All I can do now is cross my fingers I guess ( Read more... )

The sun’s setting and I’m looking over the city of San Antonio. It’s very beautiful. I’m reminded of my friends coming back from San Francisco and not understanding how I could have ever left. I never had a place to live that looked over a city like this. But something tells me, I will. Seeing the endless field of tree-tops that touch the ( Read more... )

What a turn-around! I was so stressed last Friday, and now, it’s 2 a.m. and I’m bouncing and dancing in my room to music. I was so tired after class on Friday (mostly from staying up late working on my paper) that I came back to my room and went back to sleep at 10 a.m., only to wake up to an instant message “bling” on my computer at 2:45 p.m. ( Read more... )

I’m flying home. The pilot’s announcing flight information over the intercom but I’m not paying attention. I’m listening to music. We’re flying into Las Vegas but I’m not going to gamble more than the change in my pocket. Maybe they’ll have nickel machines. You don’t lose much on nickel machines. We get back late in San Antonio and I should ( Read more... )

My third year in college is gradually gaining a theme. My first year was disaster, my second was rebirth, and I feel my third is slowly fading away. What made my second year so remarkable was this overwhelming sense of belonging that was missing from my life for so long. But that couldn’t last forever. Last semester was good. But a lot of ( Read more... )

It’s been a long time since I last wrote a journal entry. I’m not quite sure why. Perhaps it was because I was so much busier last semester then before. I was working to raise my grades, I had a new girlfriend, and was working more on my tennis then I had previously in the off-season. Also, maybe a part of it was that, after my last journal ( Read more... )