Have you ever just felt ready to burst? Berkeley and its loveliness has changed me completely. And I'm just beginning to appreciate it. I'm afraid to leave this place and the people who have consumed my thoughts for the past few months. Portland is wonderful in its familiarity. But, in the past few days, it's hit me that my freshman year in ( Read more... )

SO I USED TO HAVE A FRIEnD nAMED CSB THAT TURnED COMMEnTS On. I GUESS nOT AnYMORE. DAMMIT HOMES.

My suitemates and I just had a Xmas carol singing session and decorated a wall of our suite for the holidays...pre-mature? Absolutely. Acceptable? HELL YES. I can almost taste the Portland air. I'll be home in 52 hours! SO EXCITED!!!!!!

Well, I'm alive and well. College is like the movies, and it's sweet. My roommates are amazingly awesome, and I live in a beautiful, spacious place. This is horribly crappy writing. My apologies. I'll find some time to do some serious updating later, but some good times are about to roll. I miss everyone, but I'm loving Berkeley. Lots of live ( Read more... )

I feel like I should be writing something incredibly monumental or poignant right now. Not happening. Too overcome by fatigue. In four hours, I leave for Berkeley. The past weeks have made me smile a great amount. I was hoping that the end to this summer would put me in the right frame of mind for a new start, and it certainly has. Saying ( Read more... )

FUN!!!

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

Tonight was quite incredible. Reasons will be discussed later, but I feel superbly lucky to be surrounded by such genuine, loving friends. I'll miss you.

I walked in the door this morning with a pounding head and one worried father. Maybe my rebellion wasn't his order of the day, but it was certainly unintentional and carried out for a great cause. The cause of "safely walking to school without a sound," going to Wichita, not knowing what to do with yourself, and finding Jack White a home. Yes, ( Read more... )

SEVENTEEN FUCKING DAYS.

(sorry for that outburst. I have to admit I'm a little scared.)

Work was long but fun. I'm going to miss those girls.

After work was even lovelier. I've been swinging in random parks a lot later, and I figured that, since they always seem to generate quality conversation, meeting CSB there would be perfect. We talked about meaningful things. Vague, right?

That's the way I like it.