the only thing that matters is just following you heart and eventually youll finally get it right...
hmmm....im sitting on the floor in my house in GB. im on the floor because the movers have taken everything but our tv and wireless intenet (can you say, 'i have a problem'). our house in LA should be done on thursday and friday we shold be cocmpletely moved in. for the record: this week is miserable. i am livin out of a suitcase and a big nordstrom big filled with all my random crap from my uggs to my hair straightener and toothpaste. i have exploded at about a million people, mainly those who get in my face when i am most annoyed. i cant wait for tomorrow when kenneth and i go back to LA and head down to disneyland. if you dont have fun there...well then you are just the biggest buzzkill ever. anyways, i said id do anything to be back hom in LA so...here i am eating my words...
this quarter was rockin. and by rockin i mean....it rocked my life.
-those bastard boys moving out (weird, that was this quarter)
-that retardedly awful intership (can you say, peace out?)
-an awesome schedule (with miss tibbs my twin, p-bo my spanish partner in crime, geol with al, nick my favorite slut-ass and mr patagonia the worst ta ever and of course military with mon and our drill sergeant)
-guys (of the stalker kind, the 'pretend they care but really dont give a shit' kind, the 'arighty' kind and the young kind)
-my bday
-AXO billiards (puke and rally bitches, its the only way to go)
-the night of 6 houseguests and 12 handles (yippee!!)
-Sig Ep's Date Party to Rosarito. epic.
-heart to hearts at the gym while burning 900 calories
-dinner/movie dates with andrea
-learning that Berlin is not a country (hey at least i learned something this quarter)
-where is Noble hall? yeah...i AM out of my element in the scienece/engineering part of campus, GET OVER IT
-discovering my true love for Jagermister and chugging Captain Mo outta the bottle, realizing that Jose makes my clothes fall off, Cosmos are best out of a bucket, Andre Peach Champagne in the bathroom and beer pong against my friend's RA/Sig Ep boys (and hell yeah we dominate...all you gotta do is flash em once or twice *oops*)
-study hours in the chapter room and all the studying we arent doing (including the best convos on the way to starbucks and coldstones)
-Mari Goldstone...from ccrying on her couch, to dinner dates, to tons of drunk lurpy nights basically i have the best big ever.
hmm...spring quarter = bomb ass classes (with ANNNDDRREEAA and PBO!!), spring rush (ride or die g phi bitches), ISVT, Cresent Ball, Vegas (oh...we are workin on it), jacky coming to SB, roadtrips to Poly, LB and LA. yes, it shall be fabulous. but now...8th and Ocean is on.
this quarter was rockin. and by rockin i mean....it rocked my life.
-those bastard boys moving out (weird, that was this quarter)
-that retardedly awful intership (can you say, peace out?)
-an awesome schedule (with miss tibbs my twin, p-bo my spanish partner in crime, geol with al, nick my favorite slut-ass and mr patagonia the worst ta ever and of course military with mon and our drill sergeant)
-guys (of the stalker kind, the 'pretend they care but really dont give a shit' kind, the 'arighty' kind and the young kind)
-my bday
-AXO billiards (puke and rally bitches, its the only way to go)
-the night of 6 houseguests and 12 handles (yippee!!)
-Sig Ep's Date Party to Rosarito. epic.
-heart to hearts at the gym while burning 900 calories
-dinner/movie dates with andrea
-learning that Berlin is not a country (hey at least i learned something this quarter)
-where is Noble hall? yeah...i AM out of my element in the scienece/engineering part of campus, GET OVER IT
-discovering my true love for Jagermister and chugging Captain Mo outta the bottle, realizing that Jose makes my clothes fall off, Cosmos are best out of a bucket, Andre Peach Champagne in the bathroom and beer pong against my friend's RA/Sig Ep boys (and hell yeah we dominate...all you gotta do is flash em once or twice *oops*)
-study hours in the chapter room and all the studying we arent doing (including the best convos on the way to starbucks and coldstones)
-Mari Goldstone...from ccrying on her couch, to dinner dates, to tons of drunk lurpy nights basically i have the best big ever.
hmm...spring quarter = bomb ass classes (with ANNNDDRREEAA and PBO!!), spring rush (ride or die g phi bitches), ISVT, Cresent Ball, Vegas (oh...we are workin on it), jacky coming to SB, roadtrips to Poly, LB and LA. yes, it shall be fabulous. but now...8th and Ocean is on.