Start of Solidarity

Today marks the official end of my dormitory life. I was officially "kicked out" of my dorm at noon. Strangely, instead of emptiness, I was filled with courage and curiosity. Like growing up. I wonder how life is going to be beyond this point. And thus the adventure begins.

Today was also a step forward for many of my good friends, namely, the seniors from Marshall, Revelle, and Muir. It was their graduation today, signifying the completion of their four years of hard work. Congratulations. I wish them luck as they plunge into the adult world and become part of the working society.

Oh yea, today also signifies the start of Summer vacation. BOOYAH. Let's go play.

End of Freshman Year

The year came and went in a flash. First day of orientation, moving into the dorms, first day of class, fall quarter, winter quarter, spring quarter. All the memories still burn freshly in my mind. Where did the time go?

The end leaves a bittersweet taste in my mouth. I'm happy that I finished the first year of college (I survived!), but there are several things that I thought could have been better. One of which included regret for not knowing my suitemates (and the guys next door!) better until this quarter.

For the past days as I spent countless amount of time with them- going to Red Robins, going to PC, and just, hanging out- I've come to realize that how many times in a lifetime will I really get the chance to live with so many girls? How often does it happen when your friend is literally right next door? I mean, yea, they do little things that piss me off sometimes, but still. It's an experience that will be remembered forever.

And as I pack my things now, I can't help let sadness wash over me. I bite back my tears, and tell myself that it's okay.

Tonight's the last night in the dorms. Let's go have fun.

Steven Berra

So my friend and her boyfriend were talking in my common area and I overheard this conversation:

Boyfriend: "Duude, so like I saw Steven Berra today at the taco shop and I got to shake hands with him."

Girl: "Oh really? Did you get his autograph?"

Boyfriend: "Nah, I went up to him and said 'hey bro, just keep doing what you do.' Did I ever tell you that I think it's stupid to ask for someone's autograph? It's like, asking a person you admire to do something so materialistic like..signing their name...on a piece of paper. What's the point?"

Hands down. So true.