Home?
Well I survived finals. Anyone who talks to me with any regularity, know that this past 3-4 weeks have been simply brutal in every fashion. When all added up I wrote 56 pages this quarter. This is more writing than I have ever done in any quarter and I am glad to be alive. I stoped caring about A's and B's long ago. At worst my grades will be two B's and an A and I can live with this because I know that I am not going to go to grad school for history related shit. My UC GPA will still be over 3.5 and in the end, what does it really matter?
I am back in CV, and I miss Santa Cruz. It is nice seeing my mom, dad, and brother, but the thought of being home in CV for so long, without many friends around is chilling. I was really starting to have a good time in SC the last few weeks, and now it's gone. We might have a rocking new years party in Santa Cruz and I will post more details later for those who'd like to come. The theme will be Yuppie/Office Style Christmas party (tacky Rudolph sweaters, listening to dog barking "Jingle Bells", getting trashed off of spiked punch, ect.), and I will elaborate on this theme in the near future. I can think of no way better to bring in the new year.
I am going to now go work on sewing. Yes, you read it, sewing. This hardly counts as needle work, but I am attemping to cut off the picture from a Minor Threat shirt I got many moons ago that is far too large and stitch it on the back of an old Dickies jacket. Original? No. Cool? Negative. Do I think it'll be awesome, yes, and that's really all that matters. And now, I must return to this joyus task.
I am back in CV, and I miss Santa Cruz. It is nice seeing my mom, dad, and brother, but the thought of being home in CV for so long, without many friends around is chilling. I was really starting to have a good time in SC the last few weeks, and now it's gone. We might have a rocking new years party in Santa Cruz and I will post more details later for those who'd like to come. The theme will be Yuppie/Office Style Christmas party (tacky Rudolph sweaters, listening to dog barking "Jingle Bells", getting trashed off of spiked punch, ect.), and I will elaborate on this theme in the near future. I can think of no way better to bring in the new year.
I am going to now go work on sewing. Yes, you read it, sewing. This hardly counts as needle work, but I am attemping to cut off the picture from a Minor Threat shirt I got many moons ago that is far too large and stitch it on the back of an old Dickies jacket. Original? No. Cool? Negative. Do I think it'll be awesome, yes, and that's really all that matters. And now, I must return to this joyus task.