packing
this is the saddest thing of my life. these past three weeks FLEW by. it's been this crazy, amazing, beautiful, perfect dream and i don't even know how it happened. everything clicked. the people, the vibe, the mind sets, everything is just whoa. packing has never been so hard in my life.
i'm going to miss Mr. Bello and his italian mafia accent that owns, pizza at 2 AM, leaving the room an extra ten minutes early to avoid "elevator traffic", the Turks, soccer on the campus, shopping in SoHo and bitching about the amount of people in Times Square, the never-failing "ahh!" of someone falling whenever the subway starts, sitting on the grass and listening to Zach play guitar, mock trials, Caro and our awesome sleepovers, kareoke night, the awesome salad bar at the Greek place, Dunhills for $10.50 that the unaware-of-American-laws, Pakistan guy at the newsstand never cards me for, walking the steps to the "fake" library, the R.A's, late-night sex talks in the suite, doing laundry at 8 in the morning when there's no one there, the huge gym, coffee with Ruth, Arjun and Andreia and the rest of the law kids, the really hot teacher assistants, the Germans <3, Nicolas...and a million other things. Literally, a million.
wow. i can't believe i'm going back to Doral. stupid, boring, dull, burnt Doral. the only things i look forward to are seeing Annie and William, and a few other select people. the rest are replaceable and are just temporary partying-with people. though i do miss Robert and his gerbilness :(
i'm happy i came because i just realized that the Miami thing is a joke. i've wasted far too much time bitching about how much Doral sucks without even realizing that it's just a stage. i am getting the FUCK out and coming here to this amazing city that feels like home. to Brooklyn, to Times Square, to Lexington, to COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY hopefully. i can't be anywhere else.
i have never in my life felt as complete as i felt in these three weeks. it felt so right. i can't describe it. ugh ugh ugh. just being out with the campus, with people who can think and not care about judgements and not be inhibited and crave diversity. it's INCREDIBLE how close-minded the people in Miami are. like, what the fuck. it's impossible to believe that i've lived there for so long without going crazy.
Nicolas. uff. i'm going to miss him. so, so, so, so much. i love him. i know it's a summer thing but i really do and i've said it to him, and he's said it back. he is just spontaneous and sweet and open to new ideas and overall mindblowing. he's been the best friend, the best kisser, that i could ask for.
Valentina | at Columbia Uni says: (1:57:24 AM)
i cant leave youuu :( i'm going to cry tomorrow.
Valentina | at Columbia Uni says: (1:57:28 AM)
but i don't want you to see me lol
*help Nico says: (1:58:17 AM)
:'(
*help Nico says: (1:58:23 AM)
please, dont cry
*help Nico says: (1:58:30 AM)
it would make me feel so bad
*help Nico says: (1:58:32 AM)
!!!!
...i'm definitely going to cry. which isn't something i even do that much. but i feel sick thinking of leaving this place and all the people in it. i can't. i don't even think i can finish packing :( i'm terrified how reality is going to hit me when i get back to Doral. it's going to blow.
i'm going to miss Mr. Bello and his italian mafia accent that owns, pizza at 2 AM, leaving the room an extra ten minutes early to avoid "elevator traffic", the Turks, soccer on the campus, shopping in SoHo and bitching about the amount of people in Times Square, the never-failing "ahh!" of someone falling whenever the subway starts, sitting on the grass and listening to Zach play guitar, mock trials, Caro and our awesome sleepovers, kareoke night, the awesome salad bar at the Greek place, Dunhills for $10.50 that the unaware-of-American-laws, Pakistan guy at the newsstand never cards me for, walking the steps to the "fake" library, the R.A's, late-night sex talks in the suite, doing laundry at 8 in the morning when there's no one there, the huge gym, coffee with Ruth, Arjun and Andreia and the rest of the law kids, the really hot teacher assistants, the Germans <3, Nicolas...and a million other things. Literally, a million.
wow. i can't believe i'm going back to Doral. stupid, boring, dull, burnt Doral. the only things i look forward to are seeing Annie and William, and a few other select people. the rest are replaceable and are just temporary partying-with people. though i do miss Robert and his gerbilness :(
i'm happy i came because i just realized that the Miami thing is a joke. i've wasted far too much time bitching about how much Doral sucks without even realizing that it's just a stage. i am getting the FUCK out and coming here to this amazing city that feels like home. to Brooklyn, to Times Square, to Lexington, to COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY hopefully. i can't be anywhere else.
i have never in my life felt as complete as i felt in these three weeks. it felt so right. i can't describe it. ugh ugh ugh. just being out with the campus, with people who can think and not care about judgements and not be inhibited and crave diversity. it's INCREDIBLE how close-minded the people in Miami are. like, what the fuck. it's impossible to believe that i've lived there for so long without going crazy.
Nicolas. uff. i'm going to miss him. so, so, so, so much. i love him. i know it's a summer thing but i really do and i've said it to him, and he's said it back. he is just spontaneous and sweet and open to new ideas and overall mindblowing. he's been the best friend, the best kisser, that i could ask for.
Valentina | at Columbia Uni says: (1:57:24 AM)
i cant leave youuu :( i'm going to cry tomorrow.
Valentina | at Columbia Uni says: (1:57:28 AM)
but i don't want you to see me lol
*help Nico says: (1:58:17 AM)
:'(
*help Nico says: (1:58:23 AM)
please, dont cry
*help Nico says: (1:58:30 AM)
it would make me feel so bad
*help Nico says: (1:58:32 AM)
!!!!
...i'm definitely going to cry. which isn't something i even do that much. but i feel sick thinking of leaving this place and all the people in it. i can't. i don't even think i can finish packing :( i'm terrified how reality is going to hit me when i get back to Doral. it's going to blow.