Apr 16, 2009 05:59
Hm.
I've been reflecting lately. Moving back to Fremont and ending a 2+-year relationship will do that, as will not knowing where you're going to end up in a few months. I'm going to see if I can write an update on the last three years of my life.
Summer of 2006 I dated Lauren Cates. Smoked a fair amount of weed. Went to Spain for a month. Lauren and I broke up. Hung out with Dan. Senior year began. Hung out with Dan. I started hanging out with Leah and slowly a bit more with the group. Got drunk one afternoon and started dating Kim. Some good times, some drama during senior year. Graduated. Got really close to Kim. She went to University of Arizona. Our breakup didn't take. I opened up to Mom. I swore off weed, which I'd rarely smoked anyway, because I didn't like it. Ironically, I then started at UCSC. I became a good student and hated dorm life. Visited Kim sometimes; great times. Met Vishaka. Became close friends. Summer came. Good times, most of them with Kim. Went to Ireland by myself. Visited Nicola in Dublin. Good and bad times on the trip, but definitely valuable and all things considered wonderful. School started. Moved to little cabin with no internet, no phone, no cell reception, no heat (and commonly 40 degrees in the room), and very little hot water in Bonny Doon. Got cabin fever. Applied to other UC's. Broke up with Kim. Moved back to Fremont; took this quarter off. Got accepted to UCSD; very satisfied no matter what. Continue to wait on LA and Berkeley, but without too much hope or concern.
That's most of it.
edit:
I saw very little of my little friend Steph. That made me sad. I visited Steph in LA. We ate pancakes. We jammed. Steph is my favorite.