goodbye santa barbara, you are beautiful.
I am going to miss those late night jack in the box runs, those stress-filled days where every other sentence is FML, I’ll miss telling people to shut up from our window, the NCC’s and their free spiritedness, awkward encounters with boys I sometimes kissed, Nicolas price’s hugs. The smiles, the stairs, the trees, seeing beautiful hills every time I walk through VK to my room, I will miss it all. Some of my greatest moments were spent crammed in my dorm room playing bubble spinner. It’s those little things in life. Stealing food from the kitchen while simultaneously hiding margarita mix behind all the eggs is a once in a lifetime thing. Champagne on the art center patio, smokes on the path, kisses at church, early morning fire alarms, hair clogged bathrooms, sofias boobs, kicking flowers, Brianna ryan, drunken escapades, the smell of the ocean at night, java rats, the list goes on. Having a fully stocked bar behind our shoe rack never got old. When a once in a while “Sup Jenny” can turn your whole day around, you know you are in a strange state. I laughed everyday and was constantly taken aback by such a life. Good times kids, cherish them all. If i were drinking, i'd make a toast to the mont and the good times it provided me with. may you never burn again my sweet sweet college.