First year
So that's it. summer is here and the first year of college is over. Well, my paper has still yet to be finished,but that will be turned in tomorrow, then I will go home. I'll probably come back thursday to get the rest of my stuff, say bye to some people, but the on Friday...thats it.
I can't say that I'll miss anything, only because I'll be returning to it all in three months. So this isn't that sad.
But it is strange to think that a year has already gone by since' we walked the track at graduation, since we had our good bye hugs at grad night, since we all got fucked up at Danipalooza.
Since then?
New friends. Frat parties. Interestign, random nights, Landfair parties, the treehouse, the horseshoe, captain, smirnoff, nasty frat beer, blunts, smoking in our room, hospital visits, late night snacks, costumes, surprise encounters, fist fights, drugs, assholes, firsts, concerts, bus rides, strangers, surfing at Topanga, midnight subway, midnite shopping sprees at Ralphs and Rite Aid, bums, three jobs, dancing, pizza, puzzles, lounging at the pool, all nighters at powell, martinies and baby carrots, Santa Barbara visits, road trips, cocktail wednesdays, dorm kickbakcs, movie nights...hmmm.....
And itll be all done again next year.
But until then, three months of bliss in Redondo Beach and COT (hopefully). Things have changed yes, but home is still there, the beach is still there, the waves still crash (though only on measley scales at torrance) parties will still go on, In and OUt still is open till two, random people will always show up, and friends will call to do nothing.
Ah. can't wait.
I can't say that I'll miss anything, only because I'll be returning to it all in three months. So this isn't that sad.
But it is strange to think that a year has already gone by since' we walked the track at graduation, since we had our good bye hugs at grad night, since we all got fucked up at Danipalooza.
Since then?
New friends. Frat parties. Interestign, random nights, Landfair parties, the treehouse, the horseshoe, captain, smirnoff, nasty frat beer, blunts, smoking in our room, hospital visits, late night snacks, costumes, surprise encounters, fist fights, drugs, assholes, firsts, concerts, bus rides, strangers, surfing at Topanga, midnight subway, midnite shopping sprees at Ralphs and Rite Aid, bums, three jobs, dancing, pizza, puzzles, lounging at the pool, all nighters at powell, martinies and baby carrots, Santa Barbara visits, road trips, cocktail wednesdays, dorm kickbakcs, movie nights...hmmm.....
And itll be all done again next year.
But until then, three months of bliss in Redondo Beach and COT (hopefully). Things have changed yes, but home is still there, the beach is still there, the waves still crash (though only on measley scales at torrance) parties will still go on, In and OUt still is open till two, random people will always show up, and friends will call to do nothing.
Ah. can't wait.