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Breath in....Breath out....read some more....breath in...breath out....read some more. This has been my mantra for the last three days. And I am proud to say that struggling through those copious texts have paid off...and I am now minus two finals. What a shocker to me, one who is used to opening a test and wanting to run away, that studying actually can (and did) pay off. As I flew through my Music final, all of an hour ago, I was comforted by the key words I recognized and the gratifying sounds of Duke Ellington.
Getting up for history today seemed easier (I got up at 6:30, I know some of you havn't seen 6:30 in a long while *cough*cough*crystal*cough*)I can't say that I was excited at the prospect of facing the two finals in front of me...I was just excited. Don't know why....don't need a reason I guess. I took my final for history today at 8:00....and besides wishing I had a bionical arm to avoid this intense writers cramp, it went pretty well. I dont know what it is about reading through the entire history of America that makes you realize that America isn't all it's cracked up to be. We are the locusts of the world, and by we I mean white people....all you minorites can sit back down. White Americans have stolen everything we have...and I think it's remarkable. No wonder we are so messed up....we take what we want from others to gratify our own lives...just so we can have a culture to come home to. Never mind that it's not our culture, it's a culture right? Isn't that what you need? It doesn't matter what it is as long as it makes you feel secure and warm and fuzzy inside. But what can you expect from a country founded on taking the good land from natives. White people are so messed up....I'll never understand them.
In other white America news:
Remember when they moved out the soda machines and moved in the milk. Because they said soda was making kids fat. Now they say milk is making kids fat. I love contradictions.
As I finish off my sophmore year (No I am not done with finals...no need to hate) I think back on the good times I had this year....and yes there were quite a few. I remember move in week....tapeing outlines of my roommates to the wall, finishing up Chem 6 with F-house friends, throwing myself into a relationship where sad to say...I was clingy, going to the Fleet museum with Jen and Crystal, all those wonderful first quarter gellato times, looking for an apartment for next year, visiting Disneyland for the 987595849409493849586958484 time in my life, my bio criminal actions, creating a country music fan out of jen, repeating o-chem, and getting my first raise. Those are the things worth remembering, those are the things that make college worth it. It's the good times you had and the struggles too. And as this year comes to a close it's saying goodbye to people I will probably never see again. (by the way...if anyone see's hector...ask him what happened and where the hell he went). The sophmore slump turned out to be true...but I'm happy for it....I learned so much about who I am and who I want to be...that it's hard to focus on the short term now. Short term=college classes.
Well to all of you....have a relaxing summer...dont worry about those bad grades you got this quarter...you can take those classes again. Trust me.
Ahhhh....Nostalgia....it's a beautiful thing.
Today is my 20th birthday....Do I feel 20? Quite honestly....I feel 30, but I am happy to be 20.
Getting up for history today seemed easier (I got up at 6:30, I know some of you havn't seen 6:30 in a long while *cough*cough*crystal*cough*)I can't say that I was excited at the prospect of facing the two finals in front of me...I was just excited. Don't know why....don't need a reason I guess. I took my final for history today at 8:00....and besides wishing I had a bionical arm to avoid this intense writers cramp, it went pretty well. I dont know what it is about reading through the entire history of America that makes you realize that America isn't all it's cracked up to be. We are the locusts of the world, and by we I mean white people....all you minorites can sit back down. White Americans have stolen everything we have...and I think it's remarkable. No wonder we are so messed up....we take what we want from others to gratify our own lives...just so we can have a culture to come home to. Never mind that it's not our culture, it's a culture right? Isn't that what you need? It doesn't matter what it is as long as it makes you feel secure and warm and fuzzy inside. But what can you expect from a country founded on taking the good land from natives. White people are so messed up....I'll never understand them.
In other white America news:
Remember when they moved out the soda machines and moved in the milk. Because they said soda was making kids fat. Now they say milk is making kids fat. I love contradictions.
As I finish off my sophmore year (No I am not done with finals...no need to hate) I think back on the good times I had this year....and yes there were quite a few. I remember move in week....tapeing outlines of my roommates to the wall, finishing up Chem 6 with F-house friends, throwing myself into a relationship where sad to say...I was clingy, going to the Fleet museum with Jen and Crystal, all those wonderful first quarter gellato times, looking for an apartment for next year, visiting Disneyland for the 987595849409493849586958484 time in my life, my bio criminal actions, creating a country music fan out of jen, repeating o-chem, and getting my first raise. Those are the things worth remembering, those are the things that make college worth it. It's the good times you had and the struggles too. And as this year comes to a close it's saying goodbye to people I will probably never see again. (by the way...if anyone see's hector...ask him what happened and where the hell he went). The sophmore slump turned out to be true...but I'm happy for it....I learned so much about who I am and who I want to be...that it's hard to focus on the short term now. Short term=college classes.
Well to all of you....have a relaxing summer...dont worry about those bad grades you got this quarter...you can take those classes again. Trust me.
Ahhhh....Nostalgia....it's a beautiful thing.
Today is my 20th birthday....Do I feel 20? Quite honestly....I feel 30, but I am happy to be 20.