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It's been raining all weekend, blah. More than anything, it reminds me that I am not in Southern California anymore, that LA and Pasadena and Silverlake are 6 hours away from me and that I am truly not home anymore.
To be honest? The Bay Area will probably never feel like home for me. I can't imagine staying here any longer than I need to for this degree. My heart is in LA and Chicago and all these places I've never been to. Plus something about San Francisco makes me feel uneasy. I really don't know why.
But at the same time, I am very happy to be away from Pasadena. My parents, I seriously can't understand. What makes them think that they can attempt to control my life and who I am friends when they're so far away and their only point of communication with me is my phone and Skype? Seriously. It really shouldn't piss me off that much, but when they tell me to quit a club where I am slowly making some really great friends because it requires me to walk 2 blocks alone (somewhat) at 8pm every Thursday night? 2 blocks of brightly lit streets, open stores, and usually Erica or Jeff walks with me? No. Like, seriously. I spent half of today with SHKCA, getting food, shopping, trying to find Ethan a Halloween costume...
My mom also got pissed at me for going to Oakland Chinatown today with 6 other people (SHKCA). 6 OTHER PEOPLE. IN THE MORNING. AT LIKE, 11AM. FOR DIM SUM. FREAKIN'. 6 OTHER PEOPLE! She used to live in Oakland, I don't understand her fear of the place. And then she said that I should never walk alone anywhere. Uh.
Oh, best part. She doesn't like the fact that I stay in my dorm a lot and that I'm usually working on shit half the time and wants me to transfer all my loans into work-study (which I don't have a problem with) because she thinks I don't have enough to do, but she also doesn't want me going out like, ever. I don't know what part would make her happier. I'm not going to be an anti-social loner at one of the most diverse campuses in the US, but I'm also not going out and partying every weekend. I've found a good balance, I think, but I don't know what my parents want from me, I really don't.
But you know what? Fuck it. They can't do shit about anything while I'm here and they're down there.
In happier news, I saw dumpweeds three times this month (which is amazing, considering that we met in real life for the first time in September. Codependecy, what?
We also saw This Providence in early October, and Fun. last Wednesday. And she came over the day after my birthday and we saw Inception, which was playing on campus that night. And then she met Larry and slept over as well. It was a fabulous time. :)
Larry and I are making big plans for our winter break. Bonfires, egging people's houses, being rowdy juvenile delinquents... it's going to be amazing.
Anyway, it's Halloween and the only celebrating I'm doing is painting my nails orange.
To be honest? The Bay Area will probably never feel like home for me. I can't imagine staying here any longer than I need to for this degree. My heart is in LA and Chicago and all these places I've never been to. Plus something about San Francisco makes me feel uneasy. I really don't know why.
But at the same time, I am very happy to be away from Pasadena. My parents, I seriously can't understand. What makes them think that they can attempt to control my life and who I am friends when they're so far away and their only point of communication with me is my phone and Skype? Seriously. It really shouldn't piss me off that much, but when they tell me to quit a club where I am slowly making some really great friends because it requires me to walk 2 blocks alone (somewhat) at 8pm every Thursday night? 2 blocks of brightly lit streets, open stores, and usually Erica or Jeff walks with me? No. Like, seriously. I spent half of today with SHKCA, getting food, shopping, trying to find Ethan a Halloween costume...
My mom also got pissed at me for going to Oakland Chinatown today with 6 other people (SHKCA). 6 OTHER PEOPLE. IN THE MORNING. AT LIKE, 11AM. FOR DIM SUM. FREAKIN'. 6 OTHER PEOPLE! She used to live in Oakland, I don't understand her fear of the place. And then she said that I should never walk alone anywhere. Uh.
Oh, best part. She doesn't like the fact that I stay in my dorm a lot and that I'm usually working on shit half the time and wants me to transfer all my loans into work-study (which I don't have a problem with) because she thinks I don't have enough to do, but she also doesn't want me going out like, ever. I don't know what part would make her happier. I'm not going to be an anti-social loner at one of the most diverse campuses in the US, but I'm also not going out and partying every weekend. I've found a good balance, I think, but I don't know what my parents want from me, I really don't.
But you know what? Fuck it. They can't do shit about anything while I'm here and they're down there.
In happier news, I saw dumpweeds three times this month (which is amazing, considering that we met in real life for the first time in September. Codependecy, what?
We also saw This Providence in early October, and Fun. last Wednesday. And she came over the day after my birthday and we saw Inception, which was playing on campus that night. And then she met Larry and slept over as well. It was a fabulous time. :)
Larry and I are making big plans for our winter break. Bonfires, egging people's houses, being rowdy juvenile delinquents... it's going to be amazing.
Anyway, it's Halloween and the only celebrating I'm doing is painting my nails orange.